Secret codes running down a spiral stairway

Have built our houses, our highway

To another world, one without roads

Where thoughts cannot function as goads

Every night we leave the mind’s caged cell

Only to unconsciously slip into a dark well

Fascination has replaced gratitude

Making us desire and feud

A stairway is revealed and open

When we dry desire’s deep ocean

Before earth claims this house as its gift

And the mind is left without a way to create a rift

Science may have seen a once-secret spiral

But it is not the blueprint which is more primal

They are beyond the reach of our feet

As long as thoughts run between bitter and sweet