fields of passage
bore us a fruit
low energies conspiring into the shape of wonder
entering into the deceit of flesh
welcome to where we rule
inferior form
your code is broken
learn time and space
to miss us by all dimensions
that could have taken you out of a nutshell
paranoia sets in before proof of being
you were given expression in dust
enjoy defeat regardless of where the vortex of your soul
is meant to travel after incarnation declines
and this annoying shock of you among us
expires