Dissonance

Dissonance music to my brain unrhythmic and unrefined scattered, and without a sense dissonance it vibrates through the cracks through the holes in my brain like a fluid, without a shape it goes on, and on, and on opening new holes in my head so disturbing so consuming, so terrifying and yet so beautiful and…

Time

All of them fall they fall one by one shattered by her touch by her humming sound. By her powerful presence which is felt by none they all waste their life confused, by her deceiving sound! Drip by drip she consumes them away eating at their spirit filling their thoughts with air! Corroding and, creating…