beware the silence spurned in shadows
stalking every spoken thought
digging through the days discarded
doling out distorted truths
from the ashen aftermath
of machinations amative
once aimed to frame a narrative
that narcissus himself would note
written on the walls as wisdom
writhing in disparity
freedom found in fates effacing
knowledge of a faceless void
so this cycle circumventing
witness born to wanton wiles
e'er ensnares the unsuspecting
in its web of willful guile