2011 - Day 86

Diagonal airwaves
Echo throughout the building.
Fierce eternal fires
Consume any minds they come across.
Eight directions from where you stand,
Octagonal races to the Exit sign,
The books can also help you.
Let your bones melt like butter
Within your skin,
A jelly mass of lucidity and nonsense
Crumbling insight while recognizing Truth,
A cubic inch of destruction
Perched upon your sternum,
Unnerved and helpless you but watch
As time and space succumbs,
Event Horizon,
Game over at my house.