Gone. Deep into the aether. Lost

You. What are you you? Born

Bronze Age. They, were once here. Where

Sight. Visual. Shell. What’s on the

Eyes. Behind the eyes. Where the soul

Drumming. Night time beating. Hard pounding.

Mathematics. Language of the gods. Bits and

Seed its been planted. Deep down

Innocence. Invasion. They came. Spreading.

Between. A time in-between. A place between

Time Flying by. Enveloped. Enveloped in its

Coursing. Coursing through existence. Eyes open,

Reflections. Each, a unique creation. Wired

Power. Crack the door open, they’ll

Muddling minds. Twenty four seven. Three