Silence sounds volumes,
a tar pit memory desensitized feeling,
mortal shell under moon\'s grace,
nightly ocean escapes white hot light\'s entanglement,
artificial engagements,
GMO ethnobotany,
colonized collaterals,
loud quiet meagerness,
sand well, feeds the village inside a cracked hour glass,
the now of which no longer exists,
to whom of which,
the pendulum sword swings.