Stargazing into the Void

Ghastly, fungoid pallor
Emanating from my very breath
I remain immobile, unable to interact
Nor do I wish to move
Lest the spell breaks
Of the Black Brew upon my veins

Contented silence
Forgetting all I once was
Unlit, inconceivably abhorrent
Who thus ballets around me?

But it's not the dance of landsickness
Of that hammering, nauseating reality
It is something light, funereal

Mortuary

The six ride the noise
The Tome spoke to me about this
Far before the first sin

What are those steps on the ceiling?

Amidst a watch
In the middle of nowhere

Hurled billions of eons beyond
I no longer care to be nameless

I was never anything

Plates, brimming with snails
Oh, I gaze into the void
Like a child attempting to count stars

Older than time

Dismissed Messiahs
Spheres of non-euclidean purity
What do you feast upon?

At what do you laugh?
Untainted by existence

I see the back of my neck
Devolving into primate
Then primordial goop
Any trace of soul is now gone

Sane and awake
For the first time
Unable to unsee
The tapestry within

Ineffable void
No shame, no guilt, no pain
Unburied feverish zest
Without a place to occupy
As if I had never existed

No ground, falling, no gap
Yet neither light nor darkness
Nor life, nor death
Nothing, al last

Nothing, at last