I Was

Throughout the circle of extra-sensorial revelations

There are some that deal with blindfold imagination

And there is another one

Just a single one

Mine...

Shade and dust, screaming together as if from only one mouth

In one moonless night

Uttered painful words that got carved on my chest

And that went through my heart

Lifeless but still alive, emptying of so-called life fluids

I gazed at the empty night, physically motionless as death, as my own death

But yet greately agitated, somehow, somewhere

In such deepness one no eye but mine could look at

When all my blood got drank by the remorseless earth

Dust all alone spoke to me

Its hoarse voice rose from nowhere

And uttered its command

For this time shall be mine

Unexpectedly hatching upon my shrine

Beyond the steams of the will I will grow

Depriving all life form of their inner glow

An asexual vengeance

The forces of logic beyond the screams of passion

Coldly, efficiently unveiling terror and horror

To the unexpecting eye, already freezing

When all my blood got drank by the remorseless earth

Dust all alone spoke to me

Its hoarse voice rose from nowhere

And uttered its command

Oh, in an ejaculation of sudden and bitter fury the unspoken was understood

That earth had just been blessed by the messiah it had always been waiting for

I knew that neither good nor evil was...

But that I was...