A Weapon Alive

A rude awakening…
Brought to consciousness by sound
A voice, so eloquent
Suspended weightlessness

A trembling note, initialized
Coalescing matter, no matter of time

A light, envisioning
Raised from nothing brought to me
A voice so eloquent
Impressions of sight elapsed

Voice abound
Searching for origins non existent
Horizons around
Reaching for solid states infinite

Void words leak from apertures
Hungers for a dose of knowing
Warm golden womb now nurtures
A sensation of time ever slowing
Isolation, distant and keen
All words remain vacated
Held to the chest; a machine
Gears and engines gold plated
Roars to life, generates passage
To exquisite dimensions beyond
Sprawling kingdoms fill the visage
Kneeling where all light has dawned

A trembling note, initialized
Coalescing matter, no matter of time

Hallucinating, elucidating
Insidious scheming
A hissing scowl, warning me
Impressions of sight elapsed
A kingdom dredging the cosmos
Miraculous structures engineered
Breathing blade and cannons drive
Piercing the stars, a weapon alive

A Weapon Alive

Visceral Creations

Kent, United States

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An excerpt from The Precursors II.

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