miriam

pinned between the clogged arteries of a half dissected heart like a moth encased in two opposing hemispheres of glass. weaving circuitry across the pixelated scenery. strands of razor wire like christmas lights with a few bulbs out. stitching the fiber optics to the crime scene sanctioned off by yellow tape. we are after all merely figments of your imagination. superimposed over your reality like blue screen on a b-movie set. as the reel turns and the images flicker across the screen like spent shell casings. the sick light growing emaciated as it loses form and pigement with fluid momentum as a wave. close your eyes as you allow it to have access to your w(hole) of being. displaying jaundiced plummage across your conscience with an almost narcotic sequence of kaleidescope hues shifting with the soft murmur of your heart. it's in your tendons, coursing inside your veins in the flow of your bloodstream. synapsis misfiring through out the branches of nerve endings as your functions slowly cease like neglected gears and the machinery sputters to a halt. meletonin production increases as the sedatives ease your fear of letting go. all questions will be answered by silence or white noise. as the static manifests itself across the stretched canvas. portrayed in a visible frequency. your closed eyelids registering algorythms in the decryption of the rem's. let yourself slowly off the ledge....... and allow us to bid you welcome to the dream. Layout Provided By LayoutsPlus.com - Browse Layouts