trail the path of regret

in hopes of finding enlightenment,

a way out, from mistakes, errors, blemishes,

on face needs cosmetics when

scars are said to be non removable.

and it makes no sense,

because dirt gets fed dirt, dirt grows

then the cancerous growth becomes this permanent

idol made from daily worships.

it has grown strong, it has grown tall, it has grown

to be accustomed to controlling,

one meaningless being still scrambling to

bring forth sacrifices,

the black smoke fills up the nostril of a sleeping man

who has a coughing fit, “hey knock it off would ya?”

but there is no answer.

the faithful are bent on the irrational, with Dionysus

drunk on wine, more, he burped

out a string of memories, phantoms, ghosts

that clung to the devout, faith is addictive

and the man has awoken from his stupor, shouts again

“mind that foot!” but his calls are being ignored,

the towering idol is powerful and bends the

once strong to heel,

aghast, shivering with fear, it is all a frightened man

can do – bow low.

the man laid down to rest when talk

was ignored, shut off, unheeded

to the raving man, who claimed his hard work

has been spurned.

“get over it,” and he went back to sleep,

dreaming of godless days

when the paths made sense to all,

till a living god cried out, he is living isn’t he?

but belief is irrational, based on faith,

more faith is needed, or so the logic goes

and the spiral twists, elongates, transforms

till the human now shows all signs of plain psychosis.

it made no sense at all,

to follow a non living god – mumbled the

dreaming man … … but those around

still went about their ruts,

labels are dished out fast when the money

exchanges hands: stop thinking

and let the spirit guide: what spirit? which spirit?

the man twitched in his sleep, unable to fathom

the evidence, the logic, the perplexity:

like trying to make sense of meaninglessness

to eradicate nihilism,

and it makes no common sense

till the alien ship comes aboard, a journey made

across the universe: find planet binary, hashtags.

the lizard brain took over,

and the devout they worshiped clay and made it god.