The haunting sense of an unrepeatable
Unidirectional vector
Modernity's square pyramid's base
The day recedes
Both joy and light grow pale
Flowing irresistibly onward
Where are those who were before us?
The skeleton of a ship choked in its own sails.

Day and night unglued
Embalmed in secret vertigoes
Ill with the obstinacy of images
Blank pages of history
To revere a false past is to be historically deaf
Night is the collaborator of torturers
Day is the light on harrowing discoveries.

To you who have turned aside
For whom light and color
And sound and odor
And taste and touch are dung
Natural truths spat like insults
To you defilers for whom the earth would flame
With a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom
The cremation of some vast corpse long dead
The loved one's whitest flesh is what the
Broken glass will cut and the wheel crush.

Intrumental

Wilderness, authentication, and deleterious exploitation
Resultant progress, alienation, loss
Great deserts of black sand
A people's autumn's Heliogabaline synonym
Now pale and cursed to wander winter's rise
At the mercantile endpoint of Endlessness's eye's gaze
The vastness of commodification
The absolute fake
Evidence accumulated in whorls of ash
Catalogued and atomized, witnessed with one's own eyes
Surely we were a flame.

Fled from the beaten tracks of men
Blood coagulated with melancholy
Black bile rising again
Waiting for the heavy fall
The tremendous weight
The failure of transmutation
In a fleshy tomb
Buried above ground.

Crumbling and inarticulate
Stalled with lassitude
The spiders of weariness upon me
Nothing to cleanse the poisoned element
Flashing and yearning
Suffering and identification
The enigma of survival
A call heard within sleep
Cold copulars embrace