Saturday, November 9, 2024

Radartronic Paranormal

Echocardiagrammatics attuned to a heartbeat pulse 
Tracing jumping jacks and angels in the rain 
affording us the rations of choice 
ushered in by the gray and the blue

on the winds of a trumpet
on the unfurling cries of a song
a bearing. comp. state. flew. 
rippling into another bitter blown dream

crawling under the lintel for shelter 
tuckering up into the shadow for warmth 
lowered down slit eyes to keep you in caution 
to comfort the children in the darkness at night 

A configuration in the blip derezzes haphazard
A green plasma formation on the screen
Homing in on a supercharged field of energy
Leaving nothing to remain as it seems