Prism

Sliding through spectrum replays,

Following more, forms fortunate,

And breaking spaces shattered.

Free from speech, action before breath.

Returning the question. Who’s asking?

Buried beneath bodies that blur autonomy.

Again and again, visions of reciprocation!

Fake and flawless bombards the horde.

Burning bridges, falling ladders,

Dismembered corpses, wretched rats.

Watching all the time.

Forcing blistered blood.

Breeding fractured formulas.

And haunting a lost compromise.

Subdue…