EvenT Horizon

Twilight’s envelope on the threshold of exchange,
Moulding my destiny as the minutes go astray,
No escape, no turning back from this apocalyptic ring,
Chronology descends as conscious existence fades,
Algorithms fail and the insanity of abandon unveils,

Altar centric eyelids pried open in proximity,
The lashes ripped off in merciless unison,
Seared tear glands parched beyond repair,
Torn membranes where momentarily eyelids resided,
Iris implosion assures darkness unleashed forever,

Skin, stretched a second ago, stripped away,
Blood coloured attachments donated without cause,
Benign cognitive senses impaired beyond registration,
Dissolving strands of consciousness floating in amniotic miasma,
As the skeletal cocoon restrains against the cerebral coup de grace,

Systems, machinations, processes and probabilities drop,
As spinal extraction is succeeded by cranial distortion,
Life, force, light, gaia, thought, existence, flash, me; all converge, all diffuse,
Ebbed, effete, pale and drained, flatlined drone announcing defeat,
Final spark sputtered that defined the oncoming cessation,

Then my eyes split wide open, light, vibrating as the body shuddered and adjusted,
Reality, feeling alive bounded by promises of never sleeping nor dreaming,
Enclosure was the blurred terrace, blackhole was a flared up crimson sun,
Sleeping was the expansive city, surrounded by a twilit horizon,
Incredulity bordered alongwith relief, on the chimerical capacities of delusional beliefs,

The clock struck out, the swansong spell broke, the universe diminished as death prevailed,
Neither light nor sight succeeds and thus the tyrant, the sorcerer - Event Horizon has yet, never failed.