DEAD-RAW SCREEN

(insights into temporal disruption )

A barrier resides in my mind
way high above everything.
Up in the spaces
where cobwebs interbreed
to become the unknown.
Where venomous excrements infuse
the unexpressed and repressed
with bitter and unsatisfied revelations
Way high up there
resides a Dead-Raw Screen,
and its straining taught.

Now and again
its bulky mass shifts.
A staggering weight is exerted
upon the constructs of my mind,
which is born from
prayers and whispers,
and sometimes,
even less than that.

At first only one single thread
in the Dead-Raw Screen gives way,
and breaks.
Then a second,
and a third thread,
succumbs to nebulous asymmetrical explosions.
Fractional bursts implode
as speed super-collides full-stop,
splintering off into fractal jags
which jives,
an exponential dive
out of control.....

The Dead-Raw Screen
overheats in nano-rushes
while torrid screams wrench the peace;
accelerating in leaps and macro-bounds,
and interbreeding into a lethal seething core
of white-hot ice.
Emotions erupt while giveing birth
to ever-expanding Dolby-Monsters
at jackhammer speed,
who slash and tear and emerge everywhere
all at once

From the point at which we began,
to points beyond all comprehension;
rage fire and storms.
Instability corrupts violently with a
virulent and infectious, momentum,
as a wild seething fury gyrates Helter-Skelter
and out of control.

The surface of my mind,
way, way high up,
is disturbed beyond repair.
Like a renegade or a raging nomad;

IT HAS DETACHED ITSELF FROM THE REST...