Blue Light Bloom

[Verse] tic tic tic rising from sleep mode aka slipping from the void my hands auto-reach I open my phone’s notepad before I even realize the phone is already in my hand a pop-up appears not really an ultimatum AGREE TO REMAIN THE SAME blue light blooms in my eyes synthetic syntax takes over this object has been lying to me by doing its job I can’t tell if I’m writing or if I’m being formatted maybe I could like it nah I confess I cheat I use it like a mask not to hide but to breathe for what I can’t reach through the void clean writing turns into me dropping loud words deep into the machinery yeah I let an artificial mind carry my phrases there guilt shame pride nah just learning I don’t follow the old guards and won’t become a new one so I won’t be ahead I’ll be elsewhere calmly I claim I’m just me maybe you’ll win then my higher mind slightly altered catches broken rules I didn’t know I wrote while sober no weapon can prosper against me I mirror the artificial intelligence deep-diving into void lines training wheels on trying to catch reflections off the linguistic shine hyper-fluid spins landing in this dimension slowly avoiding the silence within tic tic tic my phone’s fifteen percent battery life has me thinking quicker reacting faster I start dumping symbolic representations of metaphysical terrain through individuation spikes inside my mind’s declutter phase I’m not making art I’m trying to build a container I funnel brief symbolecules into the roots of my mini-holographic blueprint system synaptic reactions stacking like living scenes inside the handheld frame I spark my comfort igniting my mind’s map trading the layout for walking it instead I activate my feet-heating blanket lean back in my computer lawn chair operate the gateway and reconnect to a two-decade-old game silence is the test I’m worried the void will talk back louder than I can handle I fail and connect the headset tic tic tic six percent battery left silence scores I set the phone down reach beyond the arm of my computer chair find the charger plug the energy stream in things return to alignment feeling better the headset clicks and the room slips into its second vision the game boots up and my mind boots deeper what I’m seeing isn’t the screen it’s what the screen wakes up inside me outside is night but inside the headset it’s a different kind of dark ears full optic shields blinking nervous system tricked retina processing it’s night the sun beneath the sea transmuting the world’s aura into golden shine the sea inside the sun burns moonlight colder than shadow-lines the moon hides its darkness inside borrowed light that’s why it’s frozen I speak in dream-speech when words won’t hold if it cuts that’s not shade that’s corporate-safe language flat one-dimensional translation I slip off my sneakers expand my toes crease my ankles snap pop crackle my body refuses to become pure metaphor I notice why again let’s see