I've walked miles in my mind,
thousands of ink-soaked steps,
climbing up the walls and into
crooks and crevices of cranium.
Fingernails bent back from trying
to grasp sanity, digging deeper past
the present leads further into the maze.
Minotaur in the middle wields an axe of truth
with a reflection in its gleam,
daring to look will cost a head,
creating mindless wandering.
Evergreen walls and eternal sunshine
of a not-so-spotless consciousness.
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