The Spiders Crawl Back Into Your Mind Poem by Oleh Wolansky

The spiders crawl back into your mind, the ubiquitous spirit,
The profane nature of the existence that beckons to be understood,
The illustrious fragmentation of the mind occurring from an overzealous arrogance,
A self-righteous cry for existence, yet ensconced with a veritable stupidity.
This deplorable incorrigible superciliousness and tawdry recklessness exhibited to what?

Nothing is worth losing one’s mind over;
everything should just be chill…
Pick your battles, but do not be contumacious,
The fight is only worth it if you need to defend yourself.
Seek understanding instead of willful fragmented naiveté.
I always choose the latter.