The Perfect Disaster - Scarve

The Perfect Disaster - Scarve
Gliding sideways
A motionless contortion
Suddenly leaping towards me
A light in the distance
Prevails over reason
To grasp what remains but an instant
Life ploughed over with glorious laughter
So receptive to this perfect disaster
Whispered words burnt in my soul
Nothing more than I need to know
Infinite the laws of chaos
My existence is the token
Relic of mortality
The barriers are bound
The barriers are bound to be broken
Perforate every inch of tissue
Plunging headfirst into the liquid
Inner darkness shining through
Absorbs
The deepest
Of your being
Life ploughed over with glorious laughter
So receptive to this perfect disaster
Whispered words burnt in my soul
You're all I ever need to know