1. THAT WHICH SWALLOWED THE SUN

From the omnicosm
Lurks a monstrous form

Treading through dimensions
Idling just long enough to restore its energy

Satiated only by conglomerates of plasma
and magnetic convection

It enters a distant corner
of the infinite vacuum
Indifferently consuming the center of
the solar system
Without prejudice or malice

Not considering the fallout
Billions killed in an instant
But does the humanoid concern itself at all?

As it treads over an anthill
Unbothered, unseeing

It is drawn towards masses of energy
With nothing left here to gain
It slips on towards the next


2. SUBTERRANEAN MISCREATION

A gate from afar
Once opened
And left ajar
Sent us unlucky few
To a strange, desolate new home

In a cavernous oblivion
Cast away from the light
We lurk
Devoid of life

Festering abscesses
Pollute our skin
Vermin squirm
Buried deep within

We seek refuge
From the pillars of smoke
The fields of fire
And the desolate landscape

The fragility of porcelain
To the depths we sink again
Mirages in the dust and dirt
We do not understand their struggle

Disappointed in this place

Now
Hiding
Deep
Within


3. DIMINISHED TO UNBEING

Celestial being
Beyond what is seen and what can be touched

A fragment of time
Beyond our futile grasp

An abomination to our eyes
A smoldering mass
That which is not understood
Or appreciated

Manifest

Degradation of the psyche
As a new world is brought to light
Conscious but still a dream
The form appears

Contact

Light and sound do not exist
Vibration assaults the body
All we know now is fear
We cannot hold power here

Pitiful attempts to understand
Far beyond what we learn as man

Trapped, devoured, and decomposed

Now a fragment of time
Beyond my grasp

Dispersed amongst the cosmos


4. SYNAPTIC VESSEL

The mind
A ceaseless machine
A vessel of thought
A carrier of life

The synapse the secret
So small we barely see it
Copied over and over
Endless and unfathomable

Bundles and groups
Repeated yet all demented
The secret lying between

Mirrored not only in the skull
But also in the heart of galaxies
Ours and others alike
Endless and everexpanding

No end in sight
As we begin to see the pattern

Questions arise
Are we encapsulated in a being
Much larger than us?

Are we mere vessels carrying matter
From one point to another?

To make a mind function

One that is not our own