The charcoal shimmers,
Where the diagram has its roots.
It has its own swivel where the two meets one,
At the density of its weight.
They whisper sweet notes with a great cruise
To
Their
Everlasting
Route.
And the whole ground shakes, two and too.
Haste is now, with or without.
As the crowd dissipates;
It seems, as the smoke of a cigarette,
And shimmers again, before ‘twas a take.
The moment has a greater calling,
And the ground at once breaks.
Where It enters, it lays.
With the even greater cruise of its
Everlasting
Breaks.
Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 12:50 PM UTC
The charcoal shimmers,
Where the diagram has its roots.
It has its own swivel where the two meets one,
At the density of its weight.
They whisper sweet notes with a great cruise
To
Their
Everlasting
Route.
And the whole ground shakes, two and too.
Haste is now, with or without.
As the crowd dissipates;
It seems, as the smoke of a cigarette,
And shimmers again, before ‘twas a take.
The moment has a greater calling,
And the ground at once breaks.
Where It enters, it lays.
With the even greater cruise of its
Everlasting
Breaks.
