Stars that aren’t stars
And things that aren’t things
Dreams that aren’t real
And voids closed off for exploration
And hidden agendas
Buried truths and obvious lies
And doubts amplified by their own echoes
Slip down the rabbit hole
Ride the streams of consciousness and see where you end up
And possibly answers
Clouded amidst turmoil, swirling, bobbing
Is what you know what you know?
Now back to reality.