I fall short
In the greater
Maddening scheme

Consumed
In a fog
Of self-centered peril

Overlapped
By the baying hounds
Who race with delight
So sure
In their endless spiral

I’ve fallen behind
The fear-ridden droves
As shadows loom
And prowl
With unmerciful lust

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