The song to the sun and stars...

I broke with the sun and stars.
I let the world go.
I went far and deep with the knapsack
of things I know.
I made the journey,
bought the useless,
found the indefinite,
And my heart is the same as it was:
a sky and desert.
I failed in what I was,
in what I wanted,
in what I discovered.
I've no soul left for light to arouse
or darkness to smother.
I'm nothing but nausea,
nothing but reverie,
nothing but longing.
I'm something very far removed,
and I keep going just because my
I feels cozy and profoundly real,
Stuck like a wad of spit to one of
the world's wheels...