Numb(ers)

Discordance Axis


Going back forth at the indelible pace of erasure, stifled and filed human staple
Paper weights
Chambered
Into everything at once, now
Well all chime in like metronomes, fluent in scale, submerged in mercurochrome, dribbling air
Double
Lie
Identity
Squared.
Blind deafen deaden, a new retreat syndrome, that acknowledges compression, with a nod its head
But
Presses
Backwards
Just the same
Statistical chains are fitted with teeth, in a harping audit that never will end
To calculate
The value
Of life's net worth.
Ambient claustrophobia hangs like a drop of ink in the air beneath dead halogens
Bound to expire.