everything

everything echoes
i like to listen
to the mixture of emotion and color crawling over rock
the seas sound like one voice and the world is always eye to eye
opium of the stoned hole
returning
you will climb the shifting part of the present aggregate's
disruption
before the war and
the leap ahead
when originals feel
whipped
solos in tangerine
a passion
that is flawed with a deadline for
beating the odds