into my hypercube

in my backyard, sounds turn around, down fall apart, in my playground, in my dome on my own, a locked throught in a closet, splinter moves, cracking moans, dank angles in the attic, sixth sense stockpiled, in the cellar, and the ladder is broken, memories sleep in dust, this shelter is doubtful, blind windows, flat eyes, stitched tight into time, till i rise unbound, transient illusion, clairvoyant suspension, translucid condition, principal connection, rise high, rise higher, shing shallow spirit shadows, tumult in the dark, telestrobic heart, murmur of the muse, whispering amused, fulfilling this square, circled in my lair, am i not awake, this ever forever, perhaps faulty premonition, perhaps this doesn't change anything, but for certain, i will be hanging around, nether falling, wisdom's dipping, spiral stairway, logic's dripping, silent squeeze, shrinking scene, this remains my domain, grave intrigue, i'm relieved, all these stains left unnamed, grinches snicker, sneer at he, like grinning cheshire cats, running amuck, mad, crazy, this cuboid upside down cell