Garbled Fission

[When the cage of consciousness collapses] The clock melts under the wall dripping bronze sigh Pupils shatter into kaleidoscopes Reflecting the twelve moons The deconstructed day and night travel at the fingertips memory fiber woven into cocoon Every crack is a new tunnel Synapses bloom with blue lightning No need to sew all corners Deep in the Chaos Nebula The unfinished puzzle is growing wings An ancient chant comes from the end of the spectrum When all dimensions begin to tremble I collect scattered hieroglyphs Sowing seeds in the folds of time and space Waiting for thousands of universes to bloom at the same time