Spectral Passages

My weak, slackening body…

Shadows, so malicious

My own flesh memory…

Iridescent miasma of insecurity

In that dazzling light…

Shaping my retina

I can see my own way…

To spectral passages…

My soundless steps lead

Free of corporeality…

Eschatological nightmare no more

In shining tubular corridors…

By strange magnetism I am pulled

All earthly I leave behind…

Right as you did before

My vanishing body…

Shadows, so pleasant

My own soul memory…

Iridescent thread of wisdom

In soothing twilight…

Of this afterlife labyrinth

I go my own way…

In spectral passages…

Here I find my resting place

Free of onerous corporeality…

Free of pain, free of stress and fear

In shining tubular corridors…

I play with gentle magnetism

All earthly is so strange to me…

Right as you do now