Gloom Perfidious

Feed me crushed glass
feed me ones and zero's
every once in a while a new paradigm comes along
but the mindset stays the same
nothing changes, sometimes only the perception of value

Like walking in circles through rain,
whether one walks or runs makes no difference
you still get soaked to the bone like a rat
and arrive back at the start.

You are all sadists, greedy and sick
awaken all the cosmos
at the same precise moment
and a flood of vomit will encompass the entire globe

Behold a silver lining in the wormhole
at this stage the journey is not voluntary
fall through cracks in concrete walls
fall down into the endless

Fall victim
To the perfidious gloom