20/03/2009
Joshua
THE RESIDUAL MEMORY
Egodeath like nuclear war
wiping out the cities of the world
Visionary intensity is dripping through my mind
one couldn't re-create, and the words I can't find
The imagery playing out on the screen
was direct from the blood of this organic machine
Fear flooding in
as a billion tears fall
- and all familiarity is lost
like dust.
I woke from the dream on a blanket of stars.
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