Parasite queens traversing my makeshift bulwark

Nefarious creatures straying from complacency

PLEASE LEAVE ME BE

wait...

Maybe you were never real and this pulse was inspired by lunacy

composing scenes full of painted expressions for easier navigation

Maybe time performed some primitive surgery

reassembling a collection of abstract hysterics for an exhausted ghost

Maybe the rain has a more sinister purpose for these crowded spaces

worlds briefly splattered with reflections rendering disbelief