Infiltration

Confronted in the harshest possible way by outside forces hitting deep within

Meaning get lost in translation as they speed at break neck pace between two strongholds

Folding and folding until they fall in on themselves, pulling everything down with them

Mixed messages flow through wires and cause short circuiting where ever they meet a turn

Not possible to find a smooth flowing course, instead each impulse causes fault and fracture

Trying to uncover a solution by digging out the problem, the hole gets so deep it all falls apart

Hunting with fever for the answer, almost losing sight as if the path forward is not possible

No blood is shed but the problems are deeper than that, further than what can be touched

The surface is completely clean and the coast is clear, but tremors from below throw everything off course.

Time tries its best to sort everything out, but it knows only how to heal flesh wounds.

Rain

What am I going to say? I cannot form a syllable, the words cannot escape my mouth. I try to release them, but the pressure is keeping my jaw held shut, clamped closed. I can't handle the weight slowly pressing me into the ground, the earth flattened under my form. I push further and further, picking up sound waves bending my wavelength spreading me further until I can no longer be seen with the naked eye. Clothing and exterior belongings rip to shreds as they stretch. I'm left in my purest form, fitter and healthier now that I'm not solid. Stampeding hoards of lost souls pour down from the sky onto me, but I'm so thin they slip right through and into the underground. Subway cars take them where they want to go. I am left upon the surface as a layer between a plateau and two mountains. Spirits caught between rocks flail in the wind and try to signal to me, but my senses are broken up between too many places at once. They lose their faith and turn to dust and slowly fall onto me and the earth below. My minds eye wanders, it searches over plains and into valleys, beneath lakes and in tunnels. Mazes and wormholes, deep and black with no end. Bottomless pitfalls covered in the bodies of lost men, little specs amongst a sea of no light. It could be hell but without air or water or any elements it is difficult to determine existence. My minds eye keeps falling and never returns, the seas fall across the land and it rains for ten thousand split seconds and I'm completely soaked.