Confusion hung in the air--- thick and jumpy
Mountain high and valley low but many missed the symmetry
of eyes cognizing on a road less bumpy.
Allusion threaded by string theory dynamics
Something's got to straighten out or something's got to snap.
On the whole I'd rather be swinging in a hammock.
The bureaucracies and the institutions and similar tooters of true and tried
depend on shady shots in the dark.
There's a fine line for the good times and they apply it.
After the crash, erstwhile and lying on the ground,
so quiet you can't hear a sound
to tell whether you've contacted another dimension or if it's just a built in derivative kicking in.
The information comes in spirals invisible.
Very electrical.
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