Confession...

There's no lesson

That will take out the learning curve.

Failed to grasp the obvious

See you in the middle of this mess.

It's takes a steady mind to sail it.

I thought that I saw you there

But it was a dream inside my fantasy.

And i was told to wait for you there.

A broken rocking horse compliments

The smashed face in the mirror

To which I tell my my idolatrous sins

The hideous sneering confessor.

And even this disciple failed to see

What wasn't in front of him

The piles of scorn and defilement

The half lies and false hymns.

I thought that I saw you there

But it was a dream inside my fantasy.

And i was told to wait for you there...

But nothing came of it

And i hold that nothingness close to me...