do you hear me?

enough with the stasis 
the blackened molasses 
lining my walls
dog-eared indifference 
into a slumping pose
reducing condensing 
sucked toward the ground
the crust we dance upon
like hairs in a strong breeze
the whole ocean of earth 
beneath us
exploration impossible
density too extreme 
for our sallow bags
immeasurable depths 
before the core
the molten heart 
the mind of the orb