We synthesized tomorrow; -since.


Enzymes bore more than-
Colour to bone; --though.

It wasn't the sound
Of nothing that betrayed-
Marble-ebbing-into-waves.

A lisp could quaver,
Sight; we only heard
Centipede-segments-sometimes; with-
One leg too many.

They caressed magic from
Moon-vivid illusions; and
As whispers wrangled senses,
We found the ground-
This wraith became me.

In distance; I stole.
Attention, yet before that.



We electrified paper once.