[Suzerain of Sheol]

Synchronicity

I was brought to this exquisite contingency
a relative contentment for confined extremity
flawed by dissolving savor
This moment has no owner

I feel nothing
and the hours are compressed
a wracked spiral of significance without definition
self-effacing manifestation
crushed by the weight of time
while nothing moves

And in the catacombs where intention was laid to rest
a nightmare called the soul was given form
from blind minds prevailing out of abyssal wisdom
For this we forgot how to forget

I have discovered Hell within myself
the absence in between the sparks
Every quantum resurrection leaves an infinity of corpses
so biology is not an ignorant synonym for God
and only destruction is a return to form

Case in point reason revealed

True love and aneurysms
Self-sacrifice and banal infanticide
White Phosphorous wedding gifts
Painting portraits for the blind

The only meaning is meaningless
the witness nonexistent
we are living the implosion
and no one is listening