i dwell
on the faults
the fault lines
the growing crevices
between hope and fear
the tectonic shift
of radically altered vistas
as the pangaean world
becomes no more
than separate
continental divisions
divisive
detached
like the retinal scan
of futuristic metal hulls
holes
in the time space continuation
that brings
silence to the silent voices
begging for air
on the off set chance
of onset paranoid distillation
of deluded mental hiccups
brought on
by the flapping epiglottis
of eternity
here
i dwell