Chromatic Chimera

Microscopic dust...
 To exist as I of many eyes
 Tentacles in our heads wrestling with
 anonymous segments.
 Rowing deep into the murk with psychosis
 sitting on my lap
 Finding a rythm entrangled in nothingness
 On witnessing the present system
 A monstrous collage in movement
 Free to stray, swim in a tomb if you want.
 All directions, every angles
 Nuances, infinite possibilities
 Confusion of a saturated mind
 The flood is so stimulating, but just where do we stop?
 Currents numerous... hard to focus... yessss... yESsSSSS!
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 We want answers! Not confused babblings!
 Losing control is a treat, still...
 We could be drained...
 We could be drained... of...
 Chimeras, precious chimeras
 Ejected from the assembly
 Unto a circular technological slave pen
 Bound to be part of this geometrical harem
 Speak the frequencies of liberation
 The universal language of positive similarity
 When one crosses the threshold of the collective territory.
 An antidote for the imperial poison.