Days Before

The young me had to come up running to stand still
But I was too hungry to be numb as those shills

I was too much of me to be run of the mill
Even left without a picture I knew victors had to self build
Like Sisyphus, switching it up, to flip his hill

Outwill and start to spill,
Clout from mindfulness distilled
Devout to lining this with my quill

Still partial to hypnophonics
Still hacking out articles for my book on Misbehavioral Economics
Playing it real in a game revealed to be dishonest

Inspecting the slightest looks of the dawn I missed
Half expecting the light that shook and first bonded photosynthesis
Like a reckoning right hook from a comet

Whenever I run that sound
Vibrations from statements awakening in meditation
What's under what anyone found

Because everything comes back around
Dissect universal lore to extract humanity's debt from before
What was left encoded in the metaphors

What archaic sages and exemplary contemplatives were vetted for
Make it stay in my pages relive today
Stake it in my playlists, to empower for just one hour more

Devoured on a lark, proclaim my core
That's the shower of sparks when my verse kicks in doors
Harkened unrehearsed, frets flow as the echo of science from days of yore!