The Fantasy Drifter

There he goes
drifting off
wandering
into his own twisted thoughts.

There he goes
hiding
trying to get lost
in oblivion.

There he goes
planning
planting the seeds
of his own demise.

There he stays
sewn
inside his own
demented mind.

There he knows
no escape,
but he'll pretend
as if his footsteps
were imprinted
somewhere else,
anywhere else,
besides where his mind
wills him
to go.

There he goes,
again,
the fantasy drifter.