Random Lines A World Away

Explosion in my mind…fright, one billion buzzing lights, washed away by the frailties of my own sight, lenses everywhere, catchers of my fear, controlled at every cognitive turn, feeling my skin slowly burn, it watches me, the machine, hypnotic are its deceitful ways, always seeking my tired gaze…sounds of a cosmic society, their signals based in impropriety, a whirlwind of live wire, constantly fanning the fires, of our internal desires.