Tachyonic Pulse
Written by Jesse Rómlárson

Flash in the core
No time before
Silence breaks
The barrier shakes

White turns red
The now is dead
Lines fold in
It must begin

Tachyonic pulse
No sound, no false
Faster than fate
Open the gate

No shape, no mass
It didn’t pass
It never was
Still it does

Tachyonic pulse
No fear, no pulse
Nothing to chase
It breaks the space

Run from the start
End in the spark
It’s not a wave
It’s what we gave

One flash
No cause
It left
Because