Hybrid Creature

In luciferin shreds of moonlight

A static sound that fills the night hour

Straining to catch words.

An ominous tenor thrums in obscure corners of the cage.

Echoes buzz against the bars.

Strum muffled resounding notes.

Shatter every thought, every introspection.

Shower oblivion onto once-clear reason like ichor bleeds through parchment.

The conscious fights.

 

Resist becoming a hybrid creature.

 

Noise screams like the fly that annoys.

It destroys the features--

Scrubbing, shoving, shunting--

Distorting the curves of the cage keeping the self locked back

Careening a being down

Dark contemplation.

Manic static breeds this siren manifested behind one’s irises

Blinded the pupils with the fever of a disfigured dreamer

seeking to be man.