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