Awakening

so called clarity
begets this
mindless wandering.


I yearn again for
the simple dreamtruth
and 
fantastical wisdom
found in that wild place within,
where cruel innocence 
and
devout desire
writhe together as one,
intertwined;
ecstatic.


sinking once more
into this fog of knowing,
i drown my soul
deep into primal memories
of a union more true
than purest oblivion.



finally,
I am free.