Feastem

Trapped

Feastem


Physical form breaks down
Inner self explodes
In a tornado of soul shrapnel
Vibrating particles

Like glass in the wind
The universe pierces every nuclei
And the body melts away
Trapped in

Eternal
Singularity
Floating
Motionless

Into the
Ever-expanding
Total assimilation

Locked in every drop of air
In this loss of control
The soul finally rests

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