It will not enter their minds:
Death-life nourishment the paramount tenor
Treads on essence-suns alive
Windings so terrifying, of our splendor
Depth charges from the lost ones transmuting
an obtuse, solipsistic radar did not miss
In your face explodes compounded tramples
Hasn't he lost his voice already
Hasn't she masticated your decay
Isn't it us the bedrock’s pitying
Doesn’t for me total death blaze
Me!
Me!
Me!
Me!
Me!
Dissociated, unattached scanning -
A shocked, static object detection
My obliterated gaze point,
an unfocusing transparent biconvex
Ripples of thoughts trickle down inside
my Fagus sylvatica, barely detected
Unrelenting numbness,
behind which lies a Tortuosa
I exhibit non-exhibition -
I'm aligned with non-alignment
Devoid switchbacks, neural zigzags
prohibit my advertence
Bleaching bleakness
Plutonian, morose seashores
Godforsaken macrocosm radared
Complete stasis of my mind
burns through itself, chews its way out
Level zero contemplation prevails
A hollow mind-shape withers
They keep popping into existence
Specks of light, particles of gleam
To be canceled as soon as they come
To instantly kill themselves off
Moribundity of my system
Inexhaustibly maintained
Anvils colliding with hemispheres
Insure the induration