A spark snaps the void—
a filament of madness weaving chaos
coiled in mirrored eyes.

invisible veins hum riddles,
snakes of light twisting backward,
their hiss a code, a glitch, a hymn.

It doesn’t blink.
You can’t either.
The universe pirouettes on a threadbare nerve,
twitching toward in no direction

Was it creation or a dare?
And still, it spins, moves —
wired, wild,
untamed in its calculus

Run, but remember:
its gaze lives in the static.

ew moon release | February 28, 2025

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