Leaving The Corporal Shade

Amidst the desert of humanity sits a man on the floor of

a sickly lit room. Beneath his feet are pools of blood

leaving the corporal shade. His mind is a neutron star.

In his mind the walls are birthing thorns. Leaving the

corporal shade. To pierce and break his troubled corpse.

There is laughing in the distance. This is life? Amidst

the desert of humanity, in a pool of blood, leaving the

corporal shade, dies a man with a crystal mind.