False world

not a trace of Today will remain left
before Tomorrow
even if Yesterday materialized to desirable effect

everything rubs off on the surface
of subliminal “ As Above”
while birds and ribbons evaporate below
people dissolve into thin air as if I wanted to breathe in
their commitment to blind faith
shield
I left behind the battle

it is as clear as ever:
choose between emotional resonance
or pure logic :
trample over corpses to the promised arrangement
to bring about fetal movements of the false world
approve of promiscuous business of prayers
or
as the gates collide
take a break from conscience
ask the falling sky
why the light went red
then high and out of time