There were all these rationalizations:
From them -
But none of them astounded me.
No, nothing they said, or I said - astounded me at all...
I didn't like them - I didn't like me.
And I especially didn't like this crap with the yoga.
A bunch of useless New Agers -
All part of the people I despise -
And in this instance, I didn't despise me...
But once I escaped this rehab center - first in my mind, and later in body:
They at least began to fade farther and farther into the background:
And I felt somewhat on the ascent -
No longer in such an absurd nightmare -
Because I think I must have died.