Her... II

When the last,

     Toast of a recent hopeful fate discovered glass inner black cosmos in a bottle eye never human witnessed message is read by the ghosts of fireflies, Attempting to whole life heart of everything force translate the solitary apparition long vanished man's isolated mouldy paper pathetic love psalm event, An ode to a love infinite life distance blood lost.

     Then, at the edge of an oblivion ice shattered glass melted down apocalypse day like every beautiful moth insecurities other, the translated diction will speak of acceptance's grand conjuring, From a single wraith soul's dying functionality organ; compassion's empathetic imagination engine, How the Elysium stolen muse that inspired love's 'until the finality requiem do us part' unqualified mediocre artificially spell woven reincarnated Shakespeare, Her indefinite physical epidermis phantom imprint on his life exhilarated courage to pretend that anything he wrote... Mattered, even a minute wee bit.

      Thusly amidst the host of transformed yet allure still held in disfigured cyber mechanized demon shells, Once captivating mythical fire angelic flies whose paper clipped in prayer folded vane memory ache half swollen hands were fed to the augmented CPU human pyre at the end of the terminal conflict, The decoded Lord of Files articulately hell's fury unholy interpreted  the humanity equilibrium intent directive held in the holocaust post anorexic skeletal main hard frame hand wired drive attached via chains of life to the anti miscreant hero's bullet slit wrist, For in truthfulness not even the greatest of villains survived the entirety battle of sandcastle fallen war captured earth!

      
     The above was derived from a single line: Glass inner bottle eye discovered message, inspired by Her...

      And yet, as I close my eyes to dream this night, there is never a smidgen of complain on my well furrowed brow, Contemplating the universe and wrapping it in vernacular metaphor, For she... Her, I mean, is my muse! Expounding my creativity her awareness of the two once individuals known as us who've digitally nerd united to become one.

In earnest anticipation of,