Neoarchaean Accretion, I

Hidden under the skin
are unseen lines that divide
pressurized sections full of tension
that strain and pull taut
buckle and suddenly slip
trembling eruptions
exposing the instability of the stasis
the total illusion of security
nothing will ever be okay
nothing will ever be fine
nothing will ever get better
not with this truth
lurking beneath the surface of self
ready to shake the foundations
of the world, of life
without so much as
a wail of warning
knowledge of this system
of faults
does no good
it only makes it worse
the anticipation, the anxiety
the stress that delivers the snap
violent seizures of doubt
forever and ever
leaving nothing
but burning ruins


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