in walking through the corridors of earth & space & time
i felt myself a mendicant of everybody's mind
a step away from decency my feet began to ache
was humanly impossible for me find escape
to pave a path then take it back is not the way it works
i hollowed out a trail of holes - mortality, it lurks
so if you see a skeleton or something of the like
the shell i am will one day be a different kind of sight