Elastic

Assembled From Dead Incompatible Pieces;

Livid Fragments Regenerated.

Decomposing Bits Of Organic Matter,

Brought To Life,

Revived.

A Fluid,

Limbless,

Sickening Shape,

A Faltering Semi-Floating Cluster.

Its Sole Purpose Of Creation;

To Burst The Imagination Blood Surge.

Defying The Mould Of Human Flesh.

Smashing The Wall Of Beliefs.

A Sight To Bring Insanity To All Dimensional Reality.

Carved From Thoughts Unthought Into A Graphic,

Visible Delusion Of Life.

A Twisted Display Of Dehumanized Features,

By Cells Reflected, Refracted.

A Frantic Dancing Of Particles,

In Pathetic Attempt At Rendering Flesh;

Swirling To Project The Illusion Of Shape,

Form, Dimension And Mass.

(Eyes Not Made For Watching.

Thousand Watt Obsidian Bulbs;

Reflective, Obversed.

The Only View Is The Barren Self)

A Walking Translucent Entity.

Void, Suspended.

Inviolate By Rules,

All Standards Of Existence.

An Electrified Vapor-Cloud.

A Skein Of Bone And Tissue.

An Atrocity,

A Liquid Form Unshaped To The Organic Norm.

A Mind Not Filled With Thoughts,

But A Random Flickering Static.

A Soulless Creature Un-Alive;

I'm The Un-Human Elastic.