I speak, I eat, I go to bed
To live with all that I have said
Dreams connect the scattered mess
In the age of the digest
I squander time like sand in glass
Sifting out the slow from fast
Ambition wipes a drop of sweat
That aimlessness would have kept
To cool my heated temple walls
And keep me cozy all-in-all
Away from sparks inside my brain
That leap against the mainframe
That yearn to bring me to my knees
And others to apostasy
I seek to know what's but a hunch
Have faith for breakfast, truth for lunch
To fill my soul with these victuals
Spitting out the bones of riddles
Basking in delight of wonder
Ocean of thought, pull me under
What has no limits but our time
And willingness to upwards climb
The patience to think through the end
Only our whole world depends
