In tense summer,
      the air above screeching
a mild note
For any soul to ponder.
                  Killing simple minds
    with intriguing sheath-
That smooth,
          cruel blade.
In of itself is
nothing,      Except for you,
               Your wonder,
My timeless seething brain
Oozing curiosity on an
         undeveloped picture;
Black room.
      Animals in a laboratory
testing fate
                     and
                            You.