Lifted Drops of Biochemical Brew

In my dim study

The flicker of lantern slides paint more shadow than light

In these ephemeral memories

I grasp at the essence of human experience

I have transcended the crude apparatus of modernity

True enlightenment

Lies not in the capture of images

But in the extraction of their affect

I walk alone, the echoes of my steps

A ghostly consort, unheard

I find my sanctuary

The MRY's, these husks of memories

The hollow rapture

Of emotions once lived

I have now moved beyond these images

To the extraction of their emotional essence

The eMox

My chemical extract

A vibrant spectrum of emotion

Sourced from captured memories

What remains

Is the frozen husks of recollection

I am the unseen, the untamed

Here in solitude's embrace

Are the relics discarded dreams

My presence is the only truth

Amid the remnants of fractured echoes

I am sovereign of the lost and forgotten

The essence of tears

The spirit's dew

Lifted drops

Of biochemical brew

The essence of tears

The spirit's dew

Lifted drops

Of biochemical brew

In flasks I whisper, I coax the ghost

Feelings of specter, humanity's host

Shadows accrue, the night unfurls

A tempest stirs, the liquid swirls

You snip the flame of man's true spark

A cosmic barber in the dark

You strip the soul of fire and fight

Leave us hollow, lost to the night

Emo extraction, the truth comes pure

Clarity elixir, the soul's endure

My treasure, veiled in twilight's guise

To dampen down, our inner cries

But gilded lies in your vial dwell

Freedom caged in a golden cell

Warmth of heart - you cool, decay