Palette 12

tongue of surfacing Sign not triggering this Extermination
diving of pecked wonderings as rising cry and inhalation
this mouth will recite the bending wonders of counter-physics
the ear searching the memory for bitter indication of basement ideation
motionless Module in the lungs dark transmission
common like the head of a suicidal artist in Photographs of engagements elsewhere
would hauntings point to beneficial destruction in sudden sour semblance,
like the obsessively connected hand of the morbid fellow that slapped the moonchild,
coated voice of deep noise calls out for an immortality mechanism,
myriad patterns that dissipate the intelligence are disturbing the established center.
delicious melancholy of uttered mysteries strike the dim scriptures of Printed darkness,
the untethered mind adds a malign value to outright destruction.
the conservative surface of THE IMAGINATION lacks ROMANTIC vibrations,
all common thunder despite the attentions of selves Engulfed by hackneyed entertainment....
that surge in stammers spreading by Invisible Touch,
ancient disgust holding your person engulfed in seductive gray melody,
the doomed notes laughing a grim wave of exhausted numbness,
a compressed cliche that may keep the illness from spreading
but that also put that hackneyed empty culture in the waiting void of our petty globe.
the tones of anxiety become the common cacophony of illusion and madness,
Printed mysteries can’t sound a symphony,
the source of this smoking wave is the same harrowing horizon producing rampant simulation,
dynamic machines as sick as you and I,
all this afflicted refuse and derailed achievement...
ghostly men who bathed in electrical redemption,
a plot still laughable and not intentional, quite compromised,
machines and metal flooded the visions we kept secret...
petty indifference tore you from a sense of balance,
psychick stasis and permanent disgust are the little moonlight of mute minds...
knowing Agony has you desperate, thinking haunted words that never express inspirations,
mundane power alongside the usual repertoire of superstition and slaughter....
Everything trivializes the imminent X, the Sign and revelation....
the destruction steadily opening into deep presence and sacred causes,
All circular distances with Lifeless silence like holy absent space....
mouth the dangerous dustland wonderings,
imagination triggering a visible vapor of final mishap,
frightening parts built of paper and thread identified as the technologies of millennial culture...
the root was aglow with secret deception and esoteric desire,
unconscious chaos impenetrable interrupted the narrowed unfurling,
the coffin is upon us,
this future chronicle must number the Days made awaiting vengeance,
this creeping lord of bloodied algorithms,
BEHOLD a Great IMAGINATION as something AGAINST the Agonies subliminal !
their distractions shape the Common Now,
their irrelevant howling, these recurring obstacles...
reconnect back to straws of escape,
this little descent down below America....