Dissolving Me

Static structure...

Building size...

Complexity mounting...

Stability arising.

Painted with money,

enshrouded in knowledge,

cloaked in possessions,

yet buried in form.

The tension mounts

As I perceive

The futility of measure and grasp.

To weave meaning

out of meaningless mental fabric

is to sew my own noose.

The explosion within...

As dissolving without...

I watch dogma die

Chasing its own tale.