The End - Sonnet lyrics

Courtesy of blank intuition.

This lattice is torn repeatedly

frame by frame.

by you.

And within withering syncopation

in time (totality) escaped: me. create me.

a neoteric identity

by you.

Blistered, secreting everything

into expansion from sin.

forcibly redefined subdominant

by you.

by blinding modern marrow

by you.