Reveries have fallen quiet
And what was panorama
Has staled and crumbled
Yellowed by all the Others
Aligned for one and one alone

I stall in my shallow breaths
Flop into my own safety
Coiling, alone and ravaged by sickness
As my ravenous thoughts
Gorge upon my every festering nerve

I was predestined
To shutter among the rest
As a display of rumbling demolition
Displaced among the dust
The shards and jagged ruble

May wandering fools learn of me first
And divert their restless and meandering footsteps