
Date of issue: 03.12.2015
Song language: English
Vantage from Tallon IV |
Departing the orbiting Frigate Orpheon with much haste and fervor, |
dispossessed and weary |
Incredulous, precarious |
I am boarding my means of separation |
We’re worlds away and I cannot fathom the distance nor displacement in my |
absence |
I give chase thought sworn I never would again, but this is change |
Brace for impact |
After gathering thoughts and breath, I disembark |
No degree of inhalation could have readied me |
Vines reaching as far as the eye can see |
Vegetation, bulbous and tempting |
At the sight, I do salivate but I do not dare indulge |
Trees gnarled in an elaborate conglomerate of tangled organic wonder |
Doors, hexagonal |
Ushered forth by bioluminescent spores in my descent |
Into cavernous peril |
Exotic foliage upturned by the onset of an ever-lingering humidity |
Evoking the thought of an open hand |
Here is mine |
I endure where you could not |
Assuming the form of spiderball |
Revitalize and resuscitate |
A biome in my palm |
Reclaiming the varia |
Among the artifacts |
Collected in reservoirs |
The blue toxin, nil |
Remember me as I am now |
Prime |
Name | Year |
---|---|
A Bitter Fruition | 2015 |
Contact Established | 2015 |
Elliptical and Opening | 2015 |