unspoken dread

unutterable silence
spinning in blackness
not velvet, not midnight
that of pure black-hole void
my screams, unheard
contain all the anxiety
of absolute terror

a sudden circle spins its
flashing fluorescent color
an oval pulsing in the opposite way
two orbits reek havoc, now three, then four
they repeat, self-modified in twisted variation
like crucifixion nails piercing glass wrists
multi-sized squares throb in and out
liquid triangles vibrate left and right
silent drums beat deafening pain
odd-angled rectangles flying from the center of
four-dimensional oblong boxes
speeding in violent LSD color
fading imperceptible, suddenly
brightening to blinding glares
grating against the black background, never
anything but the nothingness of coal

utterly stationary in this center of tumult
the vortex of hell, misshapen devil's rictus
a casket, a skull with the facial features
of my nightmare's mirror
I fight to transcend the ugly swirling mass
dizzy I fall, and again I stumble bloodied
to faintly grasp at melting forms
impossible to steady myself in frenzied horror
I fight to leave the noxious pulsations
of death's ashen grip
from a box where love has been held hostage
and timeless hate twinkles
like million-year-old stars
saying adieu

I wake screaming

the face today was mine
yesterday it was yours




unspoken dread
30 october, 2006
[2006.30.10j]