Up is down, and left is right.
Direction is irrelevant
once you’ve lost your ability for flight.
Right is wrong, and darkness is light.
It’s becoming more evident
that your eyes have lost their sight.
Winning is losing, and humility is might.
If only I shared the sentiment
that what you are doing is always right.
Dying is living, and demons don’t bite.
I hope you see me as eloquent
when I smile and wish you a “good night.”
I FICTION 