What if and if
and if
and if
amounts only
to a whiff
of smoke
What is and is
and is
and is
amounts only to a puff of smoke
What i feel and what I think
are illusions
constructs of a grasping mind
desperate to cling on
to some vestige
of reality born of illusion
And illusion that very
illusion
is a puff of smoke
Slay the demons of doubt
and fear
and worry and conceit
and fragmentation
lay the ghosts
of past and future failings
of present successes
all are illusion
Mass hysteria.