A Novelist - Birth (Minor Hallucinations)

In vitro
We squirm with anticipation
Until the tides change
A mere dendritic hiss
In this virtual space
Brings forth a genesis
From the anti-phase
The tides change
Enveloped in ectoderm
Telencephalon
Enveloped in ectoderm
Tumultuous and tethered
From birth
Until I reintegrate this experience
With the mind of a child
Until I disintegrate in fusiform
Lytic cognizance
Subjugates the pregnant mind
Deciduous realities Intertwine this nascency
As we dance around the spectral line
There is no definition
Of this angular resonance
Created by the simulation
As we dance around the spectral line
This is the first opening
Kill me don't kill me
But the answer is still terminal
Reflect refract in temporal
Invert exact in vacuo
Ingested
Revived
No longer am I occupied
Vacant
I return back again from the other side
Take me back
Take me back again
Rang the cries of the Doppler shift amnesiac