Recalcitrant Glory

I see things I cannot perceive

I hear sounds I cannot listen to

I have thoughts I do not contemplate,

Dreams I cannot remember.

I read things I cannot quite comprehend

I feel emotions I have yet to experience

In this cruel surreality that is life in this moment,

I write verses I cannot articulate.

Till the day I drown in the depth of reality,

Or fade into the virtual bane of duality.

Till then,

Till the moment I find respite.

These words must suffice,

In all their recalcitrant paltry glory.