Life and now
are slippery fucs

Lots of spinning plates
on a moving vehicle
being rebuilt
on a road under construction
in new land
and it's foggy
or i am

entirely certain
about this
line
and above it
then

now you catch up
to what happened
r u there now
or here

lively lines in light and electrons
actually fucin connecting us
you and me
a web between
two nows

entangled
where this poem
doesn't exist and can't be seen
is kept, i hope, well there

my clouded heart
3D evaporated moments
careening through routers
band with singing
cross talk
traction on earth's magnetic field

inhale the solar wind
it's sound driven heat
a note from home


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