Wondering around
formless and free,
compelling curiosity
to find out
what
could
be?

Constructing
alpha, omega
labyrinth
was seen to be
good

Entering the
construct, what
great fun to be had

Moving around each
twist, corner and turn,
celestial navigation
was learned

Dispersing,
fragmenting,
self awareness
was lost,
leaving clues
at each
twist, corner and turn.

When I was little
a voice in my head
said

“there’s a monster underneath the bed”

Not liking the fear that he gave
a part of me was his slave

I needed to be brave
Look him in the eye

It was time for a monster hunt
Not knowing the word confront

Eye’s closed.
Stick my head under the bed
Open up after one two three
There was nothing there to see!