I awaken confounded A white canvas surrounded by white walls Phasing in and out of control; Passage of xeno-selachamorphic intellect
A subtle visage with a cheeky grin Is this a vision or a distant recollection? Cerebrations ablatively surge through my psyche A hollowed marionette am I, Walking in my own movie
To this abysmal unknown, I am led
Horrendous dreamscapes do not serve to dis-embroil flickering diotic emanations Gray fingers skitter over titanium contraptions Stilts slanted, succumbing to inertia
I descend into Cimmerian shade Eyes wide with a subtle red glow, As I leer into the subterranean compendium As I hear them heckle in esoteric tongues The master supersedes my being
It's far too late to turn away
Existentially betwixt the inside and out My shell a guise of the contravention; The palate of a snarky shark to splendor the fruits of an aeon Imposing his inextricable will In my own prison of flesh, I watch my form animate