A Novelist - Parts Per Million

Infiltration of an action
A mind wandering through suspension
So familiar this ardent post
My old friend to what depths have you brought me
Parallel to parallel
A trillion options coalesce to form a single motive
Endless relentless
Creating atmospheres marked with a slit wrist
Five prime to three prime the polymerase compromise
Forever taken by the most abstract of thieves
Ligase the lagging strand in retrograde
All the pieces join together
Memories decorate the room like portaits in equilibria
Valence of the visuospatial
Helicase the eyes that prion switch the light fantastic
A mean to no end
Just seems to surreal
Saltatory modulations Propelled in variation
Contiguous obscurities
From fractions to fractals
To this mind it's but parts per million
Scattering my faculties
Destroying tissue
A mirror image changed before my very eyes
I trace the inverse allowed within the borders
Where once a voice grew into voices
Where once a whisper bloomed into a scream
Compromising what we call reality
Compromising what we know is sanity
A dream to harvest
Harvest all the veins that you see collapsing
I came back from the other side
Here lies a man broken inside
Here lies the grave of a mind