statische Wahrnehmung

A spark snaps the void—a filament of madness weaving chaoscoiled 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 ...

Splinters the architecture of thought,where clocks bleed backwardand shadows forget their shape. Entropy wears a crown of vowels,blossom consonants into the void,on branches of collapsing opposites.air tastes of rusted symphonies,and touch flows into colorsthat never asked to be seen. Resodissenz:a chorus sung in fractured tongues,its melody stitched fromthe laughter of opening doorsits ...