I awaken confounded
A white canvas surrounded by white walls
Phasing in and out of control;
Passage of xeno-selachamorphic intellect
A subtle visage with a cheeky grin
Is this a vision or a distant recollection?
Cerebrations ablatively surge through my psyche
A hollowed marionette am I,
Walking in my own movie
To this abysmal unknown, I am led
Horrendous dreamscapes do not serve to dis-embroil flickering diotic emanations
Gray fingers skitter over titanium contraptions
Stilts slanted, succumbing to inertia
I descend into Cimmerian shade
Eyes wide with a subtle red glow,
As I leer into the subterranean compendium
As I hear them heckle in esoteric tongues
The master supersedes my being
It's far too late to turn away
Existentially betwixt the inside and out
My shell a guise of the contravention;
The palate of a snarky shark to splendor the fruits of an aeon
Imposing his inextricable will
In my own prison of flesh, I watch my form animate
