Little seedlings echoing the shadows
of stories once told,
Displaced in the filth,
The industrial disarray,
Bio-hazardous waste and LCD Displays

Past, Present and future
entangled within the cosmic folds.

A persistent ringing in your ears,
a desperate cry, singing, drumming, beating..

And it goes:
Sure, you can see
but please do not forget to breathe.
Your emotional sewage runs rampant,
and your heart is left vacant.

Do not forget the sound by which
all things are bound.

The consistent low humming.


Spiral out
Spiral out

And be here now.