Electric Intellect
To the edge of shadows, we race
Into gilded realities frayed by electric intellect
We creep silently into oblivion's arms
We wade through the black seas of eons, extinct
Washing thoughts of unpure hearts
From our tired and ruined hands
Feel it drain into sleep, deep into the night
We pass through the veils of the coming Cascade
We cut our eyes on jagged imagery
We open our veins to nightmare's insane
Quite cryptic realms of unwanted tortured sleep
Bleed our engines of illusory idols
Tremble at the thought
Stumble at the precipice
Surrendering to the shadow's edge
It cuts sharp and deep, profane
Destroys it clean and neat, purifies it
Holy and sacred, deranged
As humanity slips away we fly, past the crystal sky
Into sweet oblivion's bitter heart of gold, we roll
Emeralds are sold for an animal's intellectual soul
We stumble onto the shadow's jagged frame
We watch darkness slide from fragile hands
To the edge of shadows, we are immaculate
Into gilded realities frayed by electric intellect
We drift silently into oblivion's arms
Wading through the black seas of extinct eons
As we wash thoughts of unpure hearts
From tired and ruined hands, craft
Humanities distant oblivion's Art.
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2021
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