Lucidity

Sometimes I wonder

How the fuck this all happened.

My life. All the shit.

The good, the bad, the

Strange. It is as unreal to

Me as sci-fi is.

Whose dream am I? Do

I dare to wake? When will I

Lose the thread and fall?

Double Bind

It isn’t what it

Is, and it’s not what it is

Not. Nothing and all.

If you want it, it’s

Wrong. If you avoid it, it

Finds you anyway.

There is a perfect

Circle, and you are a point

On a distant plane.

When you’re right, you’re wrong.

When you’re wrong, you’re dead wrong. But

Keep on trying, friend.