Venera

**The wires snip. The axis bends.... / Above an empty beach. An endless wind. Piercing the sky. Nothing to claim. / OPEN WIDE / DEFORM / REVISE / PERCEIVE / BELIEVE / x

...That’s why they put you in this PRISM. / They need for you to choose what you must choose. / The longer you wait the less there is left of what you knew. / Cleft rifts in old dimensions marred by trying spilling over where your wish slipped / through catacombs on catacombs without a vent / searching for myths you long since sold beyond the edge of active plot / NO CIRCLING BACK / ALL NOW OR NEVER / too numb to spell / & yet you’ve only just begun…**