A crystalline veneer
on a pulsating force,
delicately obscuring
a force of fear, loathing and fineness
that grabs for the eyes
before blinding them
motives uncertain
but strength uncontrolled,
listless
and absurd
Fractures form
across dark crystal carapace
and panic descends
as tendrils of energy
start probing at matter
warping and shearing away
the organic sense
that realises now
why such armour was cemented
No certainty and no truth
no terror made manifest
or phobia made flesh
but a pulsating force
of fear, loathing and fineness
that grabs for the eyes
before blinding them
again
and crystallising a shell
again to obscure
for forgetfulness to submerge
beneath organic remains
My latest work, No Cure for Shell Shock, is a collection of short stories and poetry. It’s available as an eBook and a paperback here.
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