Combustion

No more ifs, no bias, no ambiguity
No wondering whether this is it
Clarity to brightly shining
The images so painfully absolute

No edges blurred on this awareness
No unknown weights to tip the knowledge scales
Eyes dilated to grasp it all
As ever illusion of what we are fails

Its crystalline lines untouched by doubt
So vivid, so deprived of hesitation
Shining in its evil splendor

The burning hatred of ma
A million degrees on display
Human voracity delineated
The demons in us all by fumes portrayed

Stare, see, take in, grasp

Its framing, gold plated lies
The canvas, hurting souls caught and weaved
The artist, the human dream
Incinerated, devoured, deceived