The lights are weary, like me—dreary. They flicker and fade. A shade of blue washes over the ivory white floor. A door at the end of the hall calls to me from beyond it all.
I want to stall when I hear the voices pick up, telling me to get up out of the dark. Parts of me wander free from the rest. Testing the boundaries of here and now, past and present—tense, The only feeling I can feel.
The ground undulates, dedicates its movements to knock me off my feet. That’s all before the walls sprout teeth.
I can’t breathe with this living debaser. See the walls peel off like burnt paper.
The end of the hall stretches and tapers down towards hellish flame. A demon for each lie in my mouth, doused in gasoline. Spit like fire and shame.
Under a new world’s gravity my form weakens. Buckles and strains beneath them.
The moons shatter into stars across the canvas of nothing, Touching the edge of my periphery. I can’t help to smile, bear my teeth and claws euphorically.
Nine millions stars separate me from you. Two pieces torn apart to bring about a new heart to start.
Birth me right into oblivion.
Tell me you believe in the heart beneath layers of dark. Your atoms belong to me. See how they make up the universe I create and pull apart.
Parasitic, pseudoisochromatic, Abhorrently disproportioned—
A living nebulous mind. Ever hungry by design.
Open the way.
Bring me a hundred to kneel. Call forth the breathing and unbreathing, loyalty to break the seal.
Contagious beautiful fanaticism. Dead to alive ad-nauseum.
Pulse with flies and beings from another reality to bring about the father of insanity. Another me breathing in human life synchronously. My messenger he will be. Sowing my mind-altering reality.