Limbo illustration
This is limbo, the ethereal, the acute;
a malady oppressed my mind –
nowhere to turn, I gaze full fathom
into oblivion’s door.
An inviting haze almost touches
but hangs back at the moment of conception.
I peer inside,
what tumultuous schisms await
in the event-horizon of experience –
bathos or epitome, who can discern?