Iridescent to the searhing eyes, I m all things vivid in a world of grey
So easily spotted, so easily claimed in this domain where all is prey

My thoughts a radiant beacon to the omnidirectional hunter-god radar
I m a markerlight of flesh to these subconscious carnivores
I am them. I am teeth. I m their arousal at the kill
Feasting on self. A schizoreality warp.
The contradiction fulfilled

Focus the only means to see me back to life s unending swirl

A reversal of passing away, as the world of dead, as away is now my origin