Here I Am

Here I am, among ritualistic tribes
A weed amongst grasses
An anomaly in the field of rigid shapes
A figure without points, without lines, with no end
An extension of bio-anonymity spreading farther

I am the virus you dread
The disease infecting your imperfect brain
Breeding forth beauty and innovation
Breathing life into your lifeless lungs
So you can have a taste of real existence
What it means to become a reservoir for all senses

I am your worst nightmare
Silence sneaking up on you
Like some fucking thief who hasn‘t come to steal
You can’t handle when I stare into your eyes
For they are windows to the soul,
And you have none
I peer into your emptiness
And I smile, I indulge in your predictable uneasiness
You’re like a fucking elementary puzzle
So easy to break, so simple to solve
You’re an insult to my mental experiments
For you offer no challenge, no unique aspect
Just flesh and blood, which will waste away
From where you came


Here I am, among blind organisms
Blind to color, to taste, to emotion, blind to imagination
You get nervous when I come around
I haven’t even said a word, yet my presence devours you alive
Sensing something you can’t control?
Something that reacts negatively to your chemicals?
Here I am, a molecule among atoms
In their attempts to gain a bond, their voices are drowned out by my overwhelming thoughts

I am your phobia of water
Waves of neurons crashing on you, prohibiting you to speak
Your sounds provide discord to the harmony found
After you are washed ashore by my wave
Ripples of afterthought filled with images linger on
Prickling your feet’s brain
For there lies the ball of unthinking yarn