Goodnight Void.Trying to practice Lucid Dreaming,Again.Hell,I'd even take black,Dreamless sleep.Free from the attempts by my subconscious,To murder me,Repeatedly,Almost every single night.Penance paid in distortions of time -Common to dreams.Few hours,Can become decades,Or centuries.
Where're my challengers?Those whom can look me in my eye,Grin,Call me to spar.Intellectual,Or Physical,Love a good challenge;Gets boring & lonely at the top.Bring 'em on!Dare I hope for more?Disciple,Protege,Heir?Hunting talents,That can rival my own.Even if only in one area.THE BEST
Waiting for the world to end.Grinding against it,In an eternal struggle.Sleep.I'm tired.Tired of fighting.Of scraping by.Watching the eternal flame:When is it my turn to feast on power?Night breezes,Strength in swaying shadows.If I can't save the world,Should I end it faster,Myself?
FEED ME INFINITYSO THE HUNGER MAY BE QUENCHEDORANGE COALSWHITE ASHESREADY FOR FOREVERCRAVING FOR MADNESSLOST TWIXT REASONS AND THE FORMERTHIS BLOOD CURSEMY INFINITE HUNGERLEARNED TO LIVE WITH THEMNO MATTER HOW MUCH THEY HURT MESIPHONING MY STRENGTHDISTORTING MY REALITYDESTINY AS FARCE
Died millennia ago.Long before anybody ever knew who I was.Mask.Glamour.Changing shapes,Through the centuries.Anomalous existence.Learned not to trust:"Monster!""Demon!"Echoing in my head.If they find me,I'll be burned at the stake,As before.Cruel.Maybe I should have stayed dead.
I'm not hiding.But not exactly announcing my presence,Either.Being completely unknown -Yet holding multiple records,& titles?It's such a lovely paradox,Or juxtaposition.I can emerge from the faceless crowds,Use my title to make my points,Then fade into the sea of faces after.Underground.
You don't fucking understand:BEYOND METAPHORback to truthBusiness -Juggling hundreds of thousands of dollars,Five digits frequently.Yet ghetto,All same.Big Iron,Comes With Big Machine Payments.Eating raw Mr. Noodles out of the package,Like fucking animals.Leaving Mouldy Dip Bottles,For me to knock...
Crank it to eleven,See if I care.Geopolitical force?Crave it like an ending.Want power on global scales.PMC?Guardian Angels.Resources?Project Eden.Zeitgeist?The Ouroboros Project.As I told The Elder,More code names as facade -A Dozen Divisions.Octopus Tentacles.Dozens Of Contingencies.
Aye,Lads,Lasses,Cryptids,Aye.Apocalypse is an ugly business.They only taught me how to warn,Of such things.Be herald of doom.Not how to exist after I've finally let go.Defeat my Anxiety,That keeps me gnawing upon my own tail?Ouroboros Indeed.Little has changed since Rome.Alchemy,Or Endings.
Fight Me,Or Seduce Me.Your Choice.Like a good scrap -Or greasy romance -Just same.Enemies to lovers?Rivals to partners?What you got?Working back to deadly,As Rez Dogs say.Real fucking rez dogs,Are terrifying -Fucking rabies & all.Could anybody love me?Par to a rez dog,After all.
Last one out,Hit the lights.Leave our work in darkness,Silent in dusty vaults,Or warehouses.Alone at last.Just us.Pitch black.Thought.My memories are hazy,Amidst clearer eidetics.Result of rampantly being gaslit,I suppose.Broken,No matter how much I weld my steel selves;Back together.
Why do I hate Abrahamic Religions?Easy:Galileo.Residential Schools.Stonings.Executions.Marrying children.Raping children.Perversions of justice.Bigotry.Corruption.Misogyny.Indoctrination.Hierarchy.Slavery.Gaslighting.Abuse.Genocides.Racism.Murder.Hate.THIS ISN'T A POEM.JUST A LIST OF FACTS.
Forgetting who we were,To become who we are now.Light pouring up,Out,From cracks in dry,Dusty floorboards.Pieces of old selves,Fingernails clawing from below.Can hear them.Haunted pasts,We cannot entomb well enough.Fingers down to bloody stumps.Irises peering up;Between slats of wood.
Goodnight -Void.Void -Goodnight.Worshipping Entropy:Is Fighting Entropy.Trying to break our limits,With enough Infinity -That Entropy Is Impossible.Even Cold Fusion,Only a stop gap.Decades late on technology trees.Hunting Singularity.Craving Transhumanism.Goodnight -Void,My Loves.
Some Midnight Fuel Poetry,Is Want.Need.Succumbing Sub-Reality.Others,Flexes Of Imagination,Or Horrors From My Nightmares.Mind that can never slow down,Never stop,No matter how much it wants to.Dopamine Starved:Vampires?Trite Mockeries,Of Our Lived Disability.Need.Want.GIVE.TAKE.
Can you see me?My single form.Of fat, muscle, bone, sinew.Beyond the naked eye,My aura stretches.Only clue to mortals -The Uncanny Valley Effect.Fear of me coming suddenly,With Uncomfortable Discomfort.Why did you need to evolve,Such a defence mechanism,Little Humans?Masking Mimic.Played that role...
Starve me out.Lay siege upon my heart.Pressuring my debonair,Gracious facade.Bear baiting a World Serpent.This weight class comes,From both lethality,Plus stoicism -Tweaked for 21st century survival.Fortitude,As old.Cunning,Misdirecting with underestimations.Teeth closing on your neck.
This it?Week before storm?It's always been:Tomorrow.Or Tomorrow.Ever Tomorrow.What'll we do -When tomorrow is finally today?Zen,Waiting.Silent resolve for over three years.Tomorrow.Always Tomorrow.Until there're no more tomorrows left."One More Day."Is all out of days.Then?WE FEAST
Sucker for femmes with snakebites,Classic punk tattoos & dyed hair.Ego death -Again?Never know it coming.Is this an ideal?Or me across another potential,Or timeline?My Gender Swaps?Just another character,I created?Some impossible girl,Capable of keeping up;With me.Hah!She don't exist.
Headbutts That Cause Earthquakes,Hard Knuckle Tactics,Or Long Roads Home.Each Riddle -Piece of condensed meaning.As a diamond is carbon,Compressed to a shining prism.Each of my Spells,Containing wisdoms,Compressed down to gleaming.The Brutal Calculus.My Infinite Hunger.Universe Serpent. ×