*Have anthologized every 
cerebration of mine, 
finding myself snared in
dogmatic mysteries of cosmos. 
My cognitive contents are
razing & vitiating, 
leaving a brobdingnagian lacuna.
Striving to surmount it but,&nbsp;&nbsp;
incapable of sating&nbsp;&nbsp;the one that 
domiciliates within 
my èlan vital.*

Innermost Crusade

*I am the quarry of my benighted psyche. 
So crumbled by the fiendish enactments. 
I dread the very persona 
i've impersonated. 
The damaging mentation have
inebriated my nous. 
Clambering&nbsp;&nbsp;off from this lineament 
is my quotidian. 
I wish to be devoid from this self. 
As it ingests my soul.*