In an era of apocalypse 

Lay in bed at night alone

Seas of shadow lapping at thoughts like waves

Whispering spells and secrets in the darkness

Snakes and spiders lurking about

Soft as midnight *violets* coiled in digital mailboxes

Wondering if now is all there is

If you and I are really here

And all too soon time to sleep again 

In the place from which the original dream began.

Stop/wait,,,noises from deeper seas below hearing..

(sub audible electronics sighing)

Incorruptible files times x in the folder 

Bringing folders full of files in from the fields 

Collecting the collapsible inevitable inventory 

Erasing and correcting history 

Highway of higher files of information 

Devastation of destinations 

Lower levels of deduction 

Seduction of destruction 

Oblique layers of pitch

Epileptic neuro glitch 

Find the files to no delete 

The Incorruptible filed

The Incorruptible 

Corrupted.