It's the same world.

Drift with me
we are fading away
the far off recesses are beckoning
they are calling our name.
Inky black gravity wells
star dust, scattered showers, are
trickling down, the rabbit hole
that we live in.
Off to never never land
we're not in Kansas
anymore
were we ever? 
They built a new factory.
The clock is ticking. 
Put on your work clothes
the grime and the soot is caked under
your fingernails
it's baked into 
your skin.
The grind, the gravel
the medium gray, the dismal, abysmal
mediocrity, the tedium, it is bearing down.
The anger, the aggression
oppression, suppression, judgement, fire, fury
insidious, malignant, vicious, venomous
insistent, consistent, 
vehement, omnipresent
expectations, time, and worry
and wonder, and magic, and merriment
it is all here, waiting
they are both here, all the time
it's the same world.
There are galaxies, off in the distance
there are angels, there are enlightened magisters
there are demons, there is encroaching darkness
there is art
there is hope
there is madness
it's the same world,
it's the same world,
it's the same world.