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