Electra’s Blue Dream

Through cycles numeric

We sought our surcease,
To build ivory towers:
A cage for a release.
Fixed was the rhythm,
A clock ticking red.
Sad, cyclic spirals:
The crowns on our heads.

We cryptically crafted
The lattice of space
And carefully grafted
The patterns it traced.
Straight was the course
We fixed on our charts,
To the edge of the world
And the end of our hearts.
The gulfs that awaited
Were all plainly seen
And thus we succumbed
To Electra’s blue dream.

Telescopic depictions
In saturnine flight
Told of afflictions
As certain as night.
Hardwired to heaven,
Or so we believed,
‘Til sins numbered seven
And morals deceived.
Then love deserted
The chambers of grace
Where once we asserted
Our sureness of pace.
And when had withered
The solace of green
Was flesh then abandoned
For cold steel machines.

For virtual pleasures

We factually strained
And fractally measured
The weakest of chains
That bound to our ranks
 The derelict sons
Who promised us peace
Bought screaming guns.

Razed by the lasers

That scripted our schemes,
We succumbed in the silence
To Electra’s blue dream.

Intangible darkness
Wove teratoid lace
That gleamed in the tangles
Of abstracted space:
A beacon burning,
Attracting the lost
To the opiate fangs
Of holocaust.

We fools gathered
In eager succession,
Dull-eyed, numb;
A waxwork procession.
Into the wires,
Warp, weft and womb,
We nurtured desires
That built for us tombs.
And hungry for wonder,
We basked in the gleam
Of a world neatly sundered
By Electra’s blue dream.

As the vortical web

We forged of fiction
Preyed on ease
Of slow addiction,
Reality wept
Through shattered eyes
For want of orbs
Unhypnotized.

And by attrition,
Soul by soul
Was digitized
For thought control.
The whole of man’s
Neural synapses
Plugged into circuits
 Of endless relapses.
Electric distortions
Gave rise to descent
Into subhuman archives
Of psychic cement.

The crystalline core

Seized in its cage.
The light uninvented
Died in its rage.
All borders patrolled,
It was only routine
And the spiders inside
Wove Electra’s blue dream.