The one so down is alive
It is apart of my plight
The one inside makes a sign
And keeps an eye to the light
I sense panic over board
Obscure, viscid sprawling fog
I hear a sonar rumour
That says I’m far from the shore
How I am stricken with non-emotion
It crawls above.
Periscopic cognition
Where it strives to dwell
In abnormal contortion
I navigate, in my maze
Investigate, to be safe safe safe
Across the ocean
Of sheer compromise
There is no matrix,
Not even a guide
The last wave of sanity
Rolls over my frequency
Skyline under water field
The depths above the high seas
A twilight house keepers
Dim-on dim-off now
A concrete cyclops
Blinking down his dull eye
Does this code signal
Something somewhere somehow?
Why me? It goes on and on and on
Please no
Too late for S.O.S.
Mute island, Fish-eye view
Circling the border line
No resource, no rescue
I’m stranded, I’m otherwise
The error is perfect
Like this sub-effect
Of my mind….my mind.
