Parabola of Silence

Architecture of paroxysm
Paradoxical wombs of life

A single spark amongst the vacuity of gloom
That spreads its tentacular ramifications
To create a sphere of possibilities
Was it the realisations I dreamt about
Or did I spring from this oppressive allegory?

To divide the space-time with metaphorical blades

Dragged into Osiris' dilemma
The maze of a linguistic anthill
From void burst desire
Seeping in through the chinks of absence
The being is the core of nothingness

Membranes eaten into by the acid embrace of the oxygen
The ocean exteriority is surging within my lungs

Gutting my organs out as an offering for Gaia

Weaving the indistinguishable threads of our sorrows
In the parabola of this silent omnipresence

Dragged into Osiris' dilemma
The maze of a linguistic anthill
From void burst desire
Seeping in through the chinks of absence
The being is the core of nothingness