GAIA

Abundant in your realm of reality,
You can find me thriving on your ceaseless
Dreams. Listless, I reside in the line of your lashes,
Contaminating every cell and tendon of your sanity.
I will defile your logic and taint your judgment
For I am the fallacy of your truth;
Your darkness is my light.
Rampant in your realm of faith,
I am the worship of concealed beauty
Unbridled, I am the incense of eddying smoke
That roils and flays above the spicy flickering flame.
In the dismal dungeon of inert hopelessness
I will tarnish your resolve for the deity.
I will become your sacred vows.