You went underground
Trading in full moons for sunrise asanas
Turning in early and leaving the socks on
Discipline, temperance, moderation over all
Now you grow weary of your own earnestness
Vanity inverted, pulse always steady
Desire’s fire down
You feel your brain quaking
breaking in two
Dreams seize you in daylight
Deposit you at midnight
Bewildered and emboldened
you stay up all night
the star of your own movie
-Text by SM Kubica