Vivacious Contagion

A poem with honest to goodness zero meaning, because I wrote this on zero sleep.

Wake up...

Fallen in an abyssal matrix
Blue wires flowing from my veins into a grid-like stasis
Embers gliding by echo a cathode-ray tube
Aquatic infernos dancing in a surreal loop

Brainwave scend
Skeptic's blend
Comprehend

Forced to bend
To contend
Find the end

Sending my amygdala down an
Insane labyrinthine möbius
While crushed under a luminescent delirium

Standing as the king of a checkerboard dream
Suffocate by electrons oscillating on gossamer-wings
Chemical bonds spun in fluorescent toxins
Distorted compounds cast a radioactive haze

Imploded beta, arrested by
Introspective
Hollow magnetism
Marine blazes scald my flawed vision
Shadows constrict me within this
Hex of lies

Filaments dripping with the remnants
Of wasted ichor
The chrysalis failed to thrive
Evacuate for a glimpse of hope
A perpetual pantomime
This stage we call "Life"

Author's Note

So this is more or less a whole lotta mindf*ck because I was sleep-deprived when I wrote it. I was actually supposed to be rewriting an old poem of mine to make it sound better, buuuuut instead, this happened.

I mostly just kinda went along with random words that popped into my mind as I began to write it. I started out with "abyssal matrix", "grid", "surreal" and "cathode-ray tube", so I tried to incorporate them all in as I went along. And the end result turned out drastically different from the original poem I based it on.

Also, idk if anyone will catch on, but some of the choices of words I chose to use have multiple meanings that can apply to and parallel other lines in the poem. [Because sleep-deprived me thought it'd be cool to make this have an n number of meanings.]

And lastly, yes, I did some research on cathode-ray tubes as I wrote, lol.