You have become:

My society beneath the stars

Moon amongst a thousand suns,

A night within my day.

My first breath each morning

A gasp aside a jolt,

A waking thought of someone else.

My equal dream

A nightmare masquerade,

A dress without a mask.

A keystone of unreality.

The northern moon

Against the southern sky,

The basic paradigm

Light to dark, to, dark to light,

The easy trail by fire

Scars show me a faithful liar,

My perceptual world.