Dizzy
is it
breezy?
Not really.
Nah,
it's just mass
over-clasped.
Now demand
new questions
to decipher,
not the mountains
or the stairs...
A tissue full of riddles
to watch itself
turn to snare.
If you cry,
you lose.
If you reason,
you're quite much
in a ruse,
engulf the truth
in a bunch
a star tickles
its forehead into
forgetting what's ahead
and which's the need
to learn a book
to memorize more
sins to swallow
pridefully.
In order to
conceive
the winning hand,
better as a sphere
than a flat mirage.
A conglomeration
instituted,
hanging on,
by the slimmest
of threads...
Tired.
It breaks open.
As bonsai made of glass
they shatter unto forming
branded pyramids amidst.
A Call
from The Night.
Like arrow
thrown apart
far away...
For anyone better
to bother.
Tomorrow.
To narrow,
before the never lying
horizon
turned now
into smouldering
smatterings;
now I see
how you've truly
been...
Forming your own scales
towards me.
And, man...
Couldn't you just
catch a break
at the very end?
On the level,
the same bevel,
appears more clever
in the way the pupils dance
as the ears perform
their final rites.
In which,
I sever now my limbs
to seduce pretty formats.
The Mind
can understand
its place in the back alley
of its own shadow.
Now,
I set you free.
Ever expanding border
to see you fit,
to your demands
nevermore a price
to praise
The Rise.
Of Braces,
a moonlit path to guide us.
Of Races of Beasts
to follow you,
until the expanding
Vice...
And Versus
as a Daemon
scoops more follow.
It's all of us
and the after party.
Now you go.
And set
your boundaries aside.
What're you waiting for?
To see us Rise & Shine.
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