There never was a night like this
How could there ever be?
Through sweat and velvet misery
And the fever-race in me
I'm Cornered in a symmetrical design
Sphere-like chrome
on a sea of Enraged-Hatred.
What the mirror sees,
This velvety red crush
Ring-corners, firm in the outrage.
Synoptic patterns, waves contort
breaking into cellular walls.
Globes of disease
Infest my dreams
Burning from both ends
of my veins.
Pattern and form
The squares cling fast
Dancing the tide now..
Could never bear another night,
Although I know it will come..
The freezing ends
of what is me..
The icing rages free..
Cornered,
in this strange symmetry,
(scíth -like design.)
On a enraged sea..
In a corner alone
Delirium is my friend.
Reforming, I'm cornered within
©infj-loki
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