PHANTOM LEVEL

As pupils adjust.

 as the silent vibration unsettles the dust.

a myth sanctifies the belief in the just.

as structured as clockwork.

as the cold sediments into bone until finally it hurts.

they assimilate the process.

-never living the perk.

as the concrete fractures through.

as the fluorescents give to the pure.

-dripping in, developing shadows on you

as the gentile hiss of resistance give s birth to something new.

the pupils shift and expand to the ascension of not.

-a re-thinking of what they always do.

 a bug in the system, the myth is true.

hiss to roar, an anti-level of light and sound breaks through.

a breach of phantom transmits its reception through you.

now step into the static. Now ascend into blur. Now breathe in life.

this is the moment, breaking free from what you once were.

now assimilate white noise. Now embrace forever cure. Now accept serenity above.

this is the moment, breaking free from what you once were.

a life of shackles, now only a blur.

eyes so warm from light, the feeling so pure.

 

Nicholas Nicola

mission viejo,ca