Celafid Namoyll

Humours turn acrid near The silent seer. Escaping absentees scamper Further down the hole that holds their likeness Extinguish | fatal obscurant | visions. | fata obscura | Of thriving, lively fauna Prostrate to impelling images Schizoid prognostic narratives Told through the burning lens. Up above somewhere; Unmade's secret eddies meet the Void's effacing means Flickery shades mar anthropic soil Never-beens, vestiges, cloud-faced mutes Watch, sneer, hiss from interstitial galas Covet your unearned gift of certain being All skies slide to promenade our spaces In front of that greatest-deep mirror Most cower at the approach. Croatoan, Boskopoid, Nephilim ires boil, rise Evaporate. Thin air marks their omphalos. Sinews worn down and slumped in buried peat Undisturbed lighthouses scry Souls echo Xibalba's memory Nulled sheets linger over its impossibility. No divine clap can hide the noise of nothing. No resplendent scheme can stop time's voyage surely ebbing. Never will you win in wagers against the real. Anbirnybbid Ocegenr.