Homeostasis - Pharmakon

How many vacant spaces

Can be filled with empty words

What amount of silence

Can be stacked to form

In Homeostasis

Static complacency

A deafening wall of static

Humming din of delusion

The wait will be long

Until time becomes short again

We bide and bind it

Only ever on the brink

Dragging limp and lifeless shadows

Just to near the glare of noon

Deeply lost in the shallow end

Blind and barren chasing a sight

Of homeostasis

Static complacency