Eldritch.

the hum I couldn't avoid.

Clouds parting; dividing and scattering to welcome your being,

The royal entrance.

The sky black, with coloured undertones; receiving your shadow.

I witness it all,

Eyes tilted up ready to receive this image: unaware of my damnation.

Cursed are these eyes.

Dark, massive, grand demonic God of the abyss.

Colours presented, spilling from your exterior.

I see it all dancing, colours infinitely changing.

“--------" words spoken directly in my mind.

Indescribable; incomprehensible.

Radio static reduced, pressure on my head, heavy in my ears.

" Then stop absorbing and follow instead."

"A river goes the way it must to carve down a mountain."

"Ruin is a sanctuary in of itself. "

"Let us show you."

I hear the screams ring out, others falling, dying, bleeding from every orifice.

Then me, my palm under my eyes wet red.

Dizzy, mind spiraling, twisting in on itself.

Memories flashing, past, present and future and then more and more;

Far too much.

And these pulsating runes in my mind;

My head bursting.

My hands start melting.

My bones vibrate; brimming with reverence

My ribs feel like something in me is moving.

A tongue speaks on its own when the host gives up e v e r y t h i n g .

The wishless gargle on the red I can't seem to absolve.

What was I disperses into wasps and blue jays as the colours bless me with condemnation.

Liminal grace.

I am now desolate, removed, consumed

You have arrived,

Embellished in divinity.

Taking what's ours from the land of depravity and the wishless.

And I'm returned to nothing, but this thought.

“Eyes" down, all red mist, silent and still,

Only this hum.