Adrenaline and glucocortisol--
We're drugged with strength of purpose from inside
Our primal terror takes us for a ride
Why can't we see we're riding for a fall?
From urgency to urgency we pass
One crisis bleeds into the next
No time for recognition of context
We gradually sink into morass
That inner witness who looks out on all
Has fled the premises, gone AWOL
Unconscious actors on a global stage
Recite their lines before an empty hall
The drama's author is an evil mage
Whose goal is to confine us in a cage
JJM = #26 from the I Ching Sonnet Project
