I lived inside a world.
One I understood.
It was alive and it did speak,
in words that I could see.
I felt the wind blow over me
in unfamiliar places.
Surrounded by rock faces,
Ancient trees and Sacred spaces.
I lived inside a dream,
wrapped up in a thought,
of what this place could be,
from something I was taught.
Some dreadful lie I told myself
to obscure all the thoughts.
the truth of what this always was,
some dark and ancient plot
I live inside a hole,
Consumed by a machine,
with gears that crush the memories
and turn them into reveries.
the world that was
was drowned by gods
turned to ash
and ground to dust
Maybe I just dreamed it all,
and Artemis was always lost.
Artemis: NASA mission or Greek god? Or something else?