Thrall

Light a chord progression of sulphur, silver and mist Set it serpentine and weight the tail Fixed upon jewel eye, begin your pass between upright columns Dimly ribbed it clasps the shallowing shadow Growing pale from black with furrowed intent Aware of depth of tone and grains of structure Static lattice encompasses plasmonic manuscript Fang undoes the bolt, the door swings free Creaked cacophony emitted by hinges three Like clouds fast cross the peaks The serpent's scales weigh the dream And the tale it does hiss comes measured equally So step onto stair of basalt or granite or gold And wind in this labyrinth where the vines are old And the gourds are hollow and the insects are flat And the feathers hover and silent are the bats And amongst the orbs of platinum is but one graphene cube Which suits your purpose if you wish to pursue The wake of your chords, the snake rattles the gourds The charm of holophony ringing true Your palm presses on corners, volts engage focus Electric blue now this room adorned with crystalline crocus Spirals span from your heart, emblazening your view Of the throne in the centre, humming for You