Repellor from Apophenia by mentju

walk into your traps a trillion miles from now
where all the rhythm breaks apart somehow
inertia brought you in. drowning in an error
and you're all trying to find a shore that isn't there

omission.
omission is still a lie.
i feel a bifurcation
the spore. it found a way into my mind

leaving it out to even it out

an infinite regress running out of film
wipe my memory and equilibrium
history rewired. jumping out from the grid
and all familiar shapes and sounds are warping

omission. omission is still a lie
losing information
the spore you left is taking over my mind

out of the grid with an omission.

our axioms disintegrate.
and we're running out of film to find you.

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