Watching it all Fall


Where are you while everything burns?
The disintegration of the visceral
And the annihilation of cognitive,
It’s all being blown away
While you’re caught, in the breast of the beast,
A transformation to wasteland
That has buried the sun in the fog
Of burning brimstone upon perception,
The ticking clock begs for your immersion
As chaos pervades
Beyond the gates that once,
Stood so tall,
It ticks, and ticks
Clawing at the mundane membrane
Concaving into itself,
While you gear no struggle
And flush no tear,
You swallow into filth
Watching yourself murder consciousness,
Still, is the tick
As it digests the pendulum
Breaking away into nothing,
You step out, unsure,
Blankly reaching to grasp
Coming up empty
For the gray, vanishes
And you find a sprocket
Bleeding in your hand,
You’re too late.

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