an orb in a neural web hanging brilliant by a nervous thread
delicate, the spindle drop releases dew with a soft plop
the globule accelerates, oozing through the folds of the master contortionist
he is your greatest asset, ficklest friend, and deadliest weakness
who bids the words that spil forth from your lips
reddened by his pigments and torn by his teeth
traverse the thickets of dendritic spines and sparking, prickly questions
bridge the gap and leap like fire to the next intangibility
chug those train wheels just as fast as you dare
without slipping off the tracks
take care
he will loose epiphanies and conniptions in equal measures from his slippery folds
infect you with noxious thoughts and trembling insanities
exploit his immense potency over your every heartbeat
enslave you to his shocking, electric will power
and sparkfire-trundle down preordained tracks
apathetic towards the irony that is humanity
an entity that by its very composition is doomed to be
itself; most indebted to its greatest enemy
until it masters the master.mind
