Transient sentient mingling
the cells,
Spells cast in stereo out
on the radio,
Brainwashing gravitation,
This slow orientation holding
the particle somewhere,
Twisting, spinning without
a care,
Lost behind the
changeless,
Changing, forever
nameless,
Lies to truth,
truth to lies,
Governing pneuma,
everything dies,
Another substance on
the rise,
Order this chaotic
conception,
Born of thought in darkened
deception,
Lost beneath another
reflection...
-END-
A. Kalicitta
04/22/05
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