The one go down is alive

It is part of my flight

The one inside makes a sign

And keeps an eye to the light

I sense panic overboard

Obscure, viscid sprawling fog

I hear a sonar rumour

That says I'm far from the shore



How I am stricken with non-emotion

It crawls up above

Persicopic cognition

WHere it strives to dwell

In abnormal contortion

I navigate in my maze

Investigate to be safe safe safe



Across the ocean

Of sheer compromise

There is no matrix

Not even a guide

The last wave of sanity

Rolls over my frequency

Skyline under water field

The depths above the high seas



A twilight house keeper

Dim-on dim-off now

A concrete cyclops

Blinking down his dull eye

Does this code signal

Something somewhere somehow?

Why me? It goes on and on and on



Please no

Too late for S.O.S.

Mute island, fish-eye view

Circling the border line

No resource, no rescue

I'm stranded, I'm otherwise

The error is perfect

Like this sub-effect

Of my mind...my mind

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Eric Wincentsen

267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu

Glendale Community College

Glendale, Arizona

"Let's get the baby high