Faster than Galactic rotation
We burned a hole in the fabric of night
A shot of sweet syncopation
The Spiral Arm sailed into sight
The memory sensors couldn’t sense a thing
The Universe shifting and changing everything
And in your eyes, dimensions move and sing
Ultraspace and existence inside the circus ring
The Ship moved through a cluster
Of dead, forgotten stars
Embers in a lonely, distant void
The strings on a cold guitar
The archives we recorded, now cannot be read
A falling sheet of plasma in a star so very dead
Where’d you find the code - inside an unmade bed?
Stop using your mind, open your heart instead.
- Author: nicholas__andreas ( Offline)
- Published: July 6th, 2018 14:46
- Category: Unclassified
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