Annihilation

Sinking slowly to the ocean floor, light growing dimmer than the league’s before

always in the same family tree, maybe two, who knows…three

from one blood came four,

scores from marks explored through specticals of shade

Internal mediation has been a strain, I hear the ring, answer must be unspoken, plane…

Elevated annihilation, no apologies; necessary for growth and devastation

From one blood came four, seeping through every chastised pore

I hear the ring, must be the right passage to another flight

clear hearing is not clear sight…why bring me online for just a good night

To graduate the inner being who was so inclined, coming to me now…before there was no screening

like the sphinx is in love with the moon xy

always, already, alright

All is good

‘night