Compulsive Rambler

Forgotten by the habitual
An addiction without ritual
Set in stones that appear 
Never to have been on the
North side of a tree, too
Clean for their own good,
As good and stable are, as 
Always, equivalent, and 
Equivalence is the last 
Thing that might come 
To mind, seeing as the
Image of the mind as a
Pattern-filled thing is 
Set against the way
It really is, and opposed to
The compulsive rambler