A continuity of effortless mannerisms,
a cusp connected to the plague.
Zombies developing in the desolate plains,
roaming through streets,
implementing a quietus to civil beasts.
Fragile eyes fall upon cries,
the beggars fighting through darkness,
waiting for refuge, waiting to be rescued.
A cataclysmic rupture awakes,
provoking the urge to participate,
consumed by chaos, left behind to imitate.
Invoking subtle voices,
calling from a distance, caressing layers,
penetrating deeper through the shell.
A seed of knowledge planted, exfoliating the mind
an epoch of change, a doorway opened, a passage granted,
a new reign.
Sprouting directly through me,
a nuance shatters geriatric existences,
forcing drastic redirection,
conspiring an outburst, breaking the cocoon,
learning to levitate, traveling the universe,
vanishing from the ocean of lies.