An undue end to postulate

A moment's grace turned passing ruin

A shifting in and out of phase

In all the places we perceive

Void of function

Synapses of sensation

A bias of relation

Of consequence and pattern

Mind over might of matter

A chance to just exist

As silhouettes of carnal ilk

Of pattern and of consequence

To mind the might that matter is, persists

Unaware of our own faults

Callous, mechanical

So inviting

The hive mind they exalt

Pulsing rule with every infraction

Fashionеd of malice

Void of function

Synapses of sensation

A bias of rеlation

Of consequence and pattern

Mind over might of matter

A chance to just exist

As silhouettes of carnal ilk

Of pattern and of consequence

To scorn the void, to function beyond forced bliss