ENORMITY (What I Should Know)

[hamiltonia]

Hung upon the edges
Of my conscious mind
A feeling
A word that spreads evermore
Outwards
Bypassing itself eating itself
Gelatinous
(If I could grasp it)
A dome settling over the world
(Does the world know?)
Nonexistent to every sense but
Striving to be known
Scraping at me with
Fingers mechanized, sparkling
Ambition wears a mask of stone
Dispassionate machinery given life
through every turning cog

As it spreads
As it draws Concept
about its shoulders
I covet but cannot
claim

Concept

I don't know
I don't know
No physical thing will ever know

It will take me.