Nonsense Numbers (NaPoWriMo Day 23)

https://www.napowrimo.net/ prompt today is villanelle and end on a question. I like villanelles, not sure why. Probably my second favorite form after sonnets.

Nonsense Numbers

Days just fade as your essence slumbers.
The lessons sting yet you don't ever learn.
Will you bend your soul to nonsense numbers?

The likings' lack makes your bones rumble.
You get looser, more lost, turn by turn.
Days just fade. As your essence slumbers.

Once upon time your visions thundered.
War's widows eyes and clothes were torn.
Will you bend your soul for nonsense numbers?

So far from the path, because your drive blundered.
Epic poetic hero's lust now all forlorn.
Days just fade, as your essence, slumbers.

Your brain forest was filled with idea lumber.
It's picked clean, laid bare, as you just mourn.
Will you bend your soul, for nonsense numbers?

The bread within for which you've hungered
makes your stomach churn and your organs burn.
Days. Just. Fade. As your essence, slumbers.
Will you now. Bend your soul. For nonsense numbers.