Like a child I put the pieces together,
Never knowing what they might become,
But then the last piece fell in place at last,
And I saw the horror I had revealed.
For a moment I wished I could forget,
But knew that nothing would be changed,
For whether I knew or not it would be so,
And there was no way I could escape.
Now the thought's once been unleashed,
All I can do is watch it wreak havoc,
Cascading ever further through my mind,
Until the avalanche has covered it whole.
The machine put together has come to life,
Turning all the universe around its core;
Its pieces as great as heavenly spheres,
Their movements inexorable as of a clock.
And I move with them at blinding speed,
Trying not to be crushed underneath.

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