Multiple voices without spoken words

A little voluptuous vortex
Feeding and feeding and blasting on repeat
Growing longer nerves - all dead
Bileing brilliantly into numbness limbless
Smaller and bigger and growing
Pixelated thoughts of electronic vanity
Elongating thumbs and thunder -
thighs shrinking in spirit and forgetting to eat
Temperamental distractions destroying
Until remains of the decaying drum laid to rest
Growing on insignificance
Little hearts converted into numerical ash
Breathes fire through a
flat tyre spinning purposelessly across the muck
Bronzing, ageing, ever-changing
Spirits of haunted miles runneth deep searching for cores
No Earth, no wind, no water
Only signals and heartbeats spitting dragonfire
Making soundless clicks
And noisy collectives united purposes
unseen and enamoured

A swaying head hunting happiness
Brays and brays yearning for the echoing safety
Brays into another flat surface
Boils and buds and blooms and perishes yet again
Nature's flower sways for a moment
Breezing by not realising the mirror reflects
Empty lakes abandoned
Salted and sprinkled with dead dreams and pity
Momentarily rests upon
Mountains of other echoes and voices resting
Unable to live outside
Seashells evolve as defence mechanisms
Curling on the inside
Swiping and snatching and wailing walls
Oh will there ever be
A straight neck and good eyesight?
Will tears ever clear out
The damage of brainless bandwagon bullshit?
Remember to stop
Remember to always stop and listen
Screens monitor motion
Hocus Pocus Focus and then back to some Hopes