Edge

there's something in the dark. parameters
undefinable let streams of thoughts flow ridgeless
seemingly disguised as plausible dreams.

             first to understand with utter abadon
             and cherish in denial
to be part of this in any measure
                       stars don't examine anything for you, you
         examine the stars to learn something, conjure
  simply finding the capacity of a lie is fun
      enough
             the angular of which I don't remember
               infected roots leading to thoughts, squirm
ghastly sounds ring out, the deed is done