Dark

Stretch, stretch

The fabric is thinning

Too much butter on loaf

The demons are grinning

Glean, glean

Knowledge is waxing

Inability to spill contents

Is the brain’s greatest gift

Abyss, abyss

Hopelessly tumbling

Are we expanding into the infinite

What blackness are we

Dent, dent

Sanity’s crumbling

Fist to the upheld

Foundation is shaken

Drifting, drifting

The ocean is spilling

An endless black bowl

Floating face down

Ha, ha

The sacs realize

They can do what they want

It matters not

Epiphany, epiphany

Kill ‘em, pillage

The universe is growing

With us or not