Downfall symmetrical,
Opposites identical,
I see us in enigma's dead end
I see us finding our way
to what our hearts deeply defend
Labyrinth of lost connections,
Emblem of unneglected negations,
We are voyagers of the upside cavernside
In flipped buoyancy, we explore
encumbrance's tide
Shackled by its towering inclination,
Shipwrecked by its tunneling invitation,
We, grounded gatecrashers, are transported
to underground ultradimensions
Celluloid serendipity in psychedelic escalations
Cellophane serenity in cemented cobblestone
vicinity
Bittersweetly battle-scarred and burrow-scared,
we dissever from aerosol's chemistry
Nowhere in nostalgic vapors, suffocated
by interspatial singularity
We are now replenishing our
woebegone individuality
Side by side without cross-stitched certainty
Departing arms caught by entrapments
of interstitial intangibility
Now single-handedly cold-handed and soul-scratched,
Looking for night vision binoculars to remain attached
Holocaust approaching, domination revolving
Necromantic noir never stops operating
Haunted by the facades of failed fluctuations, we sink without floating gravity
Till we enter the cells of moral depravity
...Desperate to go back
but distance deserts us
Only depth remains with us
Avoiding death, accepting life
We swim until we no longer succumb to the paralysis caused by strife
We, still driven by severance, crave for survival,
We, in or out of sync, finally crave for our revival.