The Bone Spire I
There is erected
a bone spire
in structure,
restructuring in near constant
iterative transformation.
A system of bone,
feeding upon human- animal marrow.
Flattening consciousness
into the empty form,
of a pure motivated
life
without end
or self-recognition.
Pure white bone,
polished and petrified,
wrapped around a source
of simple, stupid life;
draining its
moans and expressions,
each pleading memory
into a body become infinite
in its necromancy,
and self perpetuating
homogeneity