Bobandy Apr 2015
The forever nothing waits
On terrible constant shells
Patient and domineering
Bending for **** and affection
But there in the dirt
All the same I am beguiled
And cannot avoid the outcome
The ethereal snare
This...holy contraption
Of rendered form and tidal existence
Is a continuous transmission from time
The great and voiceless usurper
We are at once shaped by the void
And dematerialized into
The subliminal hive
(I cannot avoid the outcome)
The unknown universe
(I cannot see the future)
Once, I could not be perceived

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