It’s Not You—It’s the System

The system is staggering.
The system is enormous.
To the night, it’s minuscule.

Parts of the system pour in.
Parts are always exiting.
The system divides the world.

Homeostatic, growing,
And heading for full collapse,
The system is wavering.

Be frightened of the system,
The location of all pain
And pleasure, and addiction.

The system is your monster,
And you are the system’s ghost.