Polyrhythmic metric modulation time changin' range to the left like a shortstop just shy of the right of the outsiders insight in flight with points of lightweight arrays far far arrays wait for the light to change into directional flight abstract astral cataracts blind your wisdom cause you lack the vision.
Polychromatic static clinging to the attic lights of my life are dimly lit up the downstairs basements flooded my brain while huddled in around the corner across the street near the parkway far away from assholes riding in cars with other assholes and manholes covered that bastards fast drying cast a show spells reverse woh’s for our backwards story.
Slicing sharply thru spotty liquid light laser beams to bait a borrowed fate inside the brain shell shocked to find her fight against flight grounded and in amazed and dazed…..she’ll never get out of straightjacket laces facing fractals turning facets faster schizophrenic sideways thoughts when I come thru the knot.
Compacted and injected into spaces between the air itself in gleams of life and light and sound. Catching night eyes in the stride neutral neutron stars in this trilogy of multiple dimensions on fireflies in jars of Kentucky jelly as it seems torn and déjà vu shook loose assembly of confusions illusions we must accept the whole package.
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