Tag: Singapore

investigation log #3: the beast does not merely eat it collects the subconscious matter of unsuspecting victims

oceans burn and wave after wave vanish into the tide’s throat

you walk right in and the forest speaks but you never listen your thoughts occupied by puny conventions and skeletal concepts come back again when the noise is gone

veins hum with alien hymns and the river neon swallows strangers’ heartbeats all sense of being lovingly consumed with otherworldly directive

the ocean forgets the warmth of summer and with each crash of waves the silver moon is summoned into existence

come closer and you will find lightning trapped within dewdrops in the dark before dawn

the magic of reading word after word is lost somewhere between the pages we may see the bigger picture but the essence of small details eludes our frail minds

last breath: the memory of war and fire coils inside as the darkness grows hungry

the crystalline rasp of claws cuts through armored ship hull and sunders the soul

still a part of our deeper consciousness rebels against the well oiled machinations of paradise