Chromatic Chimera

Microscopic dust... 
To exist as I of many eyes 
Tentacles in our heads wrestling with 
anonymous segments. 

Rowing deep into the murk with psychosis 
sitting on my lap 
Finding a rythm entrangled in nothingness 
On witnessing the present system 
A monstrous collage in movement 
Free to stray, swim in a tomb if you want. 

All directions, every angles 
Nuances, infinite possibilities 
Confusion of a saturated mind 
The flood is so stimulating, but just where do we stop? 
Currents numerous...hard to focus...yessss...yESsSSSS !!! 
We want answers! Not confused babblings! 

Losing control is a treat, still... 
We could be drained... 
We could be drained...of... 

Chimeras, precious chimeras 
Ejected from the assembly 
Unto a circular technological slave pen 
Bound to be part of this geometrical harem 
Speak the frequencies of liberation 
The universal language of positive similarity 
When one crosses the threshold of the collective territory. 

An antidote for the imperial poison