LYRICAL: "radiometric optima / Sorrow"

the emotionless man
gets up from his desk
(the cybernetic engineer)
serving to emulate the
digital perfection attainable
only in his bit map world,
has created

a barbed wire rose,
that is rusty yet
alive it’s with poison.

Which,
divulging its entirety
to the waiting mirrors
attempts to connect
communication failed
and so they reload while
the entirety of reality
outside their electronic world… slowly shuts down

a barbed wire rose,
grazes the unsuspecting heart.

with that the scratch, breaks the loop of never ending repetition

leaving
a blister of hatred;

forms:
what else could endure the rare purity this perfection not allowed in nature

pops:
the color seen through
a world devoid of arrogant eyelids and cellophane polaroids

black blood:
eliciting a fractionated spectrum of carbon copy candelabrums

oozing from the tear:
projected now,
a hologram of
his saturated
dilatation of
an emotion

Which,
divulging its entirety
to the waiting mirrors
attempts to connect
communication failed
and so they reload while
the entirety of reality
outside their electronic world… slowly shuts down


disappointment turns to
spite, to malice, to rage.
rage fueled on by
embers of hate.

those which can't
take the overload
of this natural event

embers smolder as

the source code burns out
the error loops back over
the hard drive scratches

Yet you aren't what I am
then why do you not die ever?
...must be psychotic