Little Friend Of End

I'm a conductive current
of conclusive complexity.

Leave you pondering
of my resonance
a cerulean wave of misfortune
dancing with no feet.

Bestowing concrete aorta's,

hypnotic resolution
in your cortex of delusion.

A blitzkrieg of
splendid distress
morbidly discreet
oh what a treat.

Time is my birthright,
eons I've unfolded.

Descend the event horizon
beyond the void.

I spew tapestries
of travesty
holistic is he.

Cold, flicker,

of my lady,

as she lays silence,

a celestial raider
of breathing lights.

Karma is fluctuating,
dignified by share.

Even goodness,
I snuff without care.

Sands are perplexing,
for I am pelagic.

A force coalesced from
particles imploded.

One cannot stop,
what is infinitely finite.

Enjoy this sliver of interval
positively enshrined,

for I am the other
pendulum
collecting hides.

My list is long
and distinguished,

your shine
will soon be
collected,

delivered care-packages
for the one above all.

Coldness, sweet call.


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