Time is a flat circle
A record on a ring
The tiny vinyl schisms
Collapse the whole damn thing
And when the night removes itself
And barters of its soul
The emptiness of watching
The Endothermic: cool
Space expands its distances
Expansion manifests
Creation culled flowers bulbed
Sadistic seeds at rest
The past is fast approaching now
Repetition on a string
The looping noose is no refuge
To trap a seraph queen
Illusions illuminated often come to light
Stars are scars that rip and shred
Reminders of the fight
A graveyeard robber’s lonely wish
to shovel in the soil
Whose fed on dread and
empty head is filling up with toil
The stars are often brightest
When the darkness shows its deal
Only the misfortunate
Assume to Break the Wheel
Fate is fluid on the end
The ship is sailing home
Off the charts and into parts
A lost revenant unknown
Are violent violet visions
The last known map and thread?
Do violent delights ignite bright nights
and show the stars to tread?
pinholes in the pie chart
abyssmal and serene
there in lies the truth untold
space as place to dream