Cassiopeia
I've been sabotaged in dreams-
Corrupted in the global game of chess,
Taken to a Vonnegut extreme.
A victim of tendencies, vices and lies,
And a plaintiff, rigged and bribed.
Suave and tactful were the standards:
Now the well's been tainted,
Left to mellow, caramelize and mold
Into its own Leviathan,
A twisted testament to Industry.
The people feel the rift at different rates
Like a fountain, trickling arrays
Of fuming wisps and tapestries
While some are catapulted instantly
Into untapped worlds,
Banishing themselves from old deposits
Of lukewarm thoughtstream
Mingling with musty Prejudice-
A manufactured, heart-rending tactic.
Like cells with centrosomes and centrioles,
The hands of artisans intertwine
And take into their mind's eye
A collective invocation
To restore and bring to Light
Old world rhapsodic winds
Harmonizing astral currents
And ascending with fluid ease
To the summit of forgotten realms
Of the imagination.
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