Sealed Chambers Of Electricity

From the lonely, grey bricks of inaccessible places
to the massive stones of a shared foundation.
From a mental clarity of inverted liberation to the
intricate web forming ever-changing mazes.

Numerically understanding east to west
only to snap in a single contraction.
Failing to grasp what all should know best
as a perfect circle of interaction.

An electrical chamber of vast capacity
storing the pieces gathered by senses,
pushing through filters to see if it cleanses
anything leaning on intricacy.

A matter of movements in a cul-de-sac,
a set of sealed chambers, no compromising.
Collecting raw data, defeat or attack,
remembering, storing and schematising.

An electrical chamber of vast capacity
storing the pieces gathered by senses,
forcing trough filters to see if it cleanses
anything leaning on vivacity.

The mind's electricity clearing the vanity,
grasping the world through keyholes of sanity,
anything leaning on vivacity.

Numbness in speech
not in visualisation, forms,
intricacy's silent coronation.

An electrical chamber of vast capacity
storing the pieces gathered by senses,
opening filters so that nothing cleanses
all that is leaning on complexity.