I wander through br crowded streets of your paralyzed brain br psychotic hypnotic blur of smells and hues br dust and rage, rust and age br never a new day. All the same, br I wander. br br I seek br calm of an ocean with a raging storm; br sanctity of the union of real and not; br the colours of a butterfly on br a fresh, youthful, restless breeze. br I seek. br br I find br loss and grief, gold and greed br pain mindlessly embraced and people refused br in the turbulent hopeless mess br I find, I seek, I wander.