There is only flow when I go to the unknown I roam an abandoned home It looks like ancient Rome, frescoes and domes I call out, the echoes tell me I’m alone No phone service, I am nervous I wander through these haunted halls The size of a million shopping malls I begin to feel so small A sudden flash and I am dashed to the realm of vision A photon’s silent fission causes a collision in my eyes Chemicals climb my nerves like vines They activate my brain I gain the gift of sight I can finally see the light Technicolor sprites ignite from the night They surround me and confound me Dizzy with the brightness My body dissolves to lightness I am one with a firework show I am an ember, drifting to and fro I am the spark, the flame, the afterglow
Part 2: Escape
This house that was haunting me Is less daunting in reality To my surprise, I realize my eyes describe a scene I can’t contextualize I’ve lost my corporeal form I’m tossed but never torn I am the fabric of the universe I fold, tesselate, invert There is no ground, no up or down As I fill this infinite space My mind is racing My self erasing I am carved into a simple tracing I am a thought confined inside a casing Cut down to size I rise to the surface Shot into the sky, I gain a purpose I stream toward an enormity I reach escape velocity I smash into reality
Part 3: Dissemination
I am a thought that was caught Shot into the moment Because I am where the mind went Sent into the present A representation of an inner mentation A random rumination A rogue communication An intuition loaded like ammunition Fired from a rifle Too late to stifle I ram through the fog of resistance I slam into existence It’s survival of the fittest If I fail to catch attention I will fall out of this dimension I am rescued by a mention! My salvation is conversation I am converted into sound I reverberate through air and ground My vibrations travel through eustachian tubes and neural grooves I move the chemicals in your head Make you think of me instead Now I am yours to spread Exhaled like vapor Written on paper Cell phones are my savior With digital capabilities I avoid temporal instabilities Evade deletion by replication Copy and pasted Then excreted I’ve been tweeted! I spread through the interwebs Integrate into inner webs And now I am a part of you Weaved into the heart of you There’s no reprieve, no undo I will influence the future A humble contributor Whether I bring shame or glory I am a part of this story
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