Cut was the tongue of lucidity
Solitude whispered deceit
Yet not sprung from lying tongues
Was the nausea that
grew
As through unease reason unstrung
Horizons withered apace
The borders of my perception
Shrunk to ruins,
crimson-tinged
As the empyrean crumbled down
From the universal frame unhinged
Rubescent spirals swelled
From burning
ruptures aloft
Its eyes - its stare
I sense death in the breath of this impasse
Descending - revealing - from the
flameborn coil
Undeniable - shape shifting cold images of the past
Its eyes - its stare - a cold glance from the mirror to
bear
Madness spat from the looking glass - I sense death in the breath of this impasse
The empty footprints preceding me throughout
my path unveil their secrecy
As in the second of his touch aeons of incarnations stirred much
And the stars in the sky fell to
earth, as late figs drop from a fig tree when shaken by a strong wind
The sky receded like a scroll, rolling up, and every mountain and
every island was removed from its place
Then the kings of the earth, the princess, the generals, the rich, the mighty, and every slave
and every free man
was consumed in the fire that fell from the heavens.
Flaming pyres compelled
The earth to shiver
oft
Its eyes - its stare - a fatal glance for the world to bear
The chain reactions verge of time was reached, rendering the
world sublime
The stabiliser was withdrawn on the last breath of dying light
The beginning and ending of the chain are quenched in
trite
Leaving the causal nexus with -termination- to coincide