Rem​(​nants) -

Lost imprints, vague memories

How to recall vanishing deeds?

No clear recollection

A void to lose oneself

At the verge of falling

On a sublevel of coma

To stay there evermore

On the threshold of sleep

The blurring lines

Of conscious and unconscious

The mind takes reign

Abused, stiff, silent

Nurturing seeds of torment

These fragments of bitter defiance

Degrade as blistering fear swarms in perfect harmony

Flowing across a tense neural stream

Total darkness becomes a canvas

For a photismic masterpiece

Painted by the deep subconscious

Born in the twilight of waking

False sentence

Mutilated hopes of serenity

Shatter every instant

Ambiguous thoughts detonating

Total darkness becomes a canvas

For a photismic masterpiece

Painted by the deep subconscious

Born in the twilight of waking

Simple shapes become the pattern

From mist to vividness

From mist to vividness

Simple shapes become pattern

Patterns become form

Sights familiar yet unexplored

This synaptic euphoria

Then infused and immune

Foreshadows defunct creations

Oncoming enchantment, so distant

Abuse, slip, disappear

Deprivation shed all tears

Tragic visions be bled

A jolting burst

A sensation of falling

Quasi-hallucinogenic peril

A portal to the mind’s eye