terror incognita

some being is breaking into empty space before me

trying to materialise, shuddering and ripping through the air before my eyes

my widely open eyes I cannot close my eyes my eyes are closed but I cannot open my eyes but I am trying

cannot lift my weighted lids cannot lift my concrete head

eyes strain up and up and ever up to peer up through the immovable cerebral cortex

to see completely the Thing in air in front of me through a leaden haze

bypassing visual circuitry

burning through my brain

glitching in my mind’s eye with vibrant colonising serrations

some inescapable incorporeal terror terror terror incognita incarnate

thrumming magnetic alarm

terror incognita

resonating breathlessness

terror incognita

radiating independent gravity

terror incognita

convulsion on convulsion, unending re-assembling, dismantling colour and perception into shattered cubes

a halo of confusion, of disruption, of contusions torn in natural fabrics

I do not know if it is the solution or the dissolution I have awaited

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