I dreamed of the fathers.
They wanted to show me
what I had forgotten to know.
They needed me to see
what I would not see,
things I could not believe,
things I could not accept.
I ran down the halls,
through rooms in a castle,
endless like the rains outside,
beating the grasses
with a kind of benign cruelty.
A maze of walls, halls, and stairs
unfolded before me.
I sensed, somehow,
deep down below me,
something turning the world,
turning everything,
something that sat satisfied
at the heart of it all,
smiling calmly,
as I kept running
down castle halls.
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 9:36 AM UTC
I dreamed of the fathers.
They wanted to show me
what I had forgotten to know.
They needed me to see
what I would not see,
things I could not believe,
things I could not accept.
I ran down the halls,
through rooms in a castle,
endless like the rains outside,
beating the grasses
with a kind of benign cruelty.
A maze of walls, halls, and stairs
unfolded before me.
I sensed, somehow,
deep down below me,
something turning the world,
turning everything,
something that sat satisfied
at the heart of it all,
smiling calmly,
as I kept running
down castle halls.
