Molten cracks halo
the residual shadows,
writhing in suffocation,
beneath the tread-marks
of newly balanced souls.
Effigies, beside displaced figurines,
Engulf the enigmatic throb,
Fostered in a day-glow, withering white,
Reincarnate the once procured,
Obsidian oscillation’s whirr, as it sidesteps
Procedure, while imprinting their fractured harbor,
Upon each chamber, along driftwood’s hollow stare
A blistering of countenance-
Divides dissection-
Blinds the reorganized,
Subjugation, brittle to
The veloured angle-face
Of symmetrical sovereignty
A penance bilked in purge
Flitting invocations spur
Satiation’s crypt
A rapidness a-rifling
Into clarifications gaze
To see the instant
Gratified,
Before the nerve
Of sight mislays
Those visions
Bound to fade
