A Calculated Dream

The stars that were promised

I can never get enough

But I don't want them

I know

That it will take time

But

The ivory trade

For my consciousness

Is curiously crying

At my beckoning

We lost our way

At the scenes of our misgivings

They're much more

Than we bargained for

But as long as I'm here

I should remind you

Of those that were

They lingered there

On the curve

Of their reasoning

With mystery that only failed

At its own reckoning

I could dream of days

Which part with my mind

But nevertheless don't

So we see how far

We can get in this world

With wild wings of abandon

With eyes of mistrust

With lips that defy logic

We see

What we are in spite

Of the ashes that replaced us

We see

What they do

When they think

We don't see

What question was asked

To make the best use of suffering

And

What reason was given

To excuse it

Yearning to breathe

In these thin upper reaches

Desperate for flight

Despite broken wings

This is all

Just a calculated dream

An algorithm of empty spaces

Carefully constructed

To confuse

To befuddle

To slowly kill