Passage

Low-motion fields
sacral flowers of waves
bore us a fruit
energies in flesh conspiring into the shape of wonder
entering deceit of cells
and it lives

The Thing

Thus welcome to where we rule
human
your code just broken
even if you learn time and space
you will miss us by all dimensions
that could have taken you out of a nutshell

but won’t

We will watch
as paranoia sets in before any proof of existence
you were given expression in dust
hence you will only enjoy defeat regardless of where the vortex of your soul
is meant to travel after incarnation declines
and your life expires for us

sad