No dirges for posterity

Just give me a sec or eternity

Let me attune this verb polyphony;

 

A light thromb to venus lets say.

A place of stasis across wasted spaces.

 

A white bomb to hear us press play,

A trace of faces embossed hopeless cases.

 

Thru taxi cab galaxies.

Past ocean ship revelry.

 

Liquid souls touch

          &

Viscous lives embrace.

 

 

 

 

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