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
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