Bring on. Bring on the absolute. A walk on the water. Will lead you to slaughter. . No one will feel you. No one will hear you. . Bring on. Bring on the brave new world.
I took a slide, slipping down a staircase. A Piranesian dream. My senses reeled distorted about the darkness. I lit my way with a scream. And in the rave an alarum caused a cracked mirror.