Lost inside a twisted mind
Twisted thoughts rendering man blind
For my sanctuary so unkind
The distraction of inert reaction
Helps thoughts to find
The release
Onto a single piece
A parchment thin , a canvass vast
Pain and virtue, in stone are cast
And the twisted mind of idealistic incantations
It can rest amidst the failure of false functions
The time when instinct is your only pleasure
And salvation is served in such a tiny measure