A loop

A cycle never ending 

Caught in factory settings

Sets the mood unsettling

Lies steady peddling  

Two wheels to get you there 

But they’re both deflated 

And no one cares

All steps seem useless 

On Penrose

All these riddles so much stress

All I know is melting 

what a mess 

Five seconds to taste it 

Catch a diamond on your tongue

The taste of opulence 

Spiraled through fractal patterns

I can’t get enough of it

Screens peddling views that seem so 

Out of reach 

I’m not sure I still believe in the words 

They preach

Hopelessly hopeful in a cycle I can’t breach

Please lend me a hand 

Break the esoteric cycle and give me something 

I can understand

A semblance of the beginning 

A tangible relic 

A hymn I can hum along to when the darkness consumes 

A loom of sacred thread to follow back to the source 

Of course 

I pray 

But I fear no one is listening 

Just an echo of my voice trembling 

Hopefully hopeless

While the carousel continues to churn 

Upon the loop I digress 

In search of a lesson to learn.