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Murky, green open monumental mass
Rippling in battling bounce, chopping in equal anarchy
Man's disturbance, leaving and sparing no measure
Injected energy pulsating riveting melody
All as one and all divided
The spoke has broken, but glued in endless motion
Cracking slightly, fragile gently grasping, thinly seperating ever-parting
Like dry hollow tarmac, brittle and unremanded
From it's birth it's anticipated and lost target
Splashing, crashing,smashing upon the weathered Breaker
Seaping into it's saturated mapped portrait, Eureka!
Another creation for such seekers thickened and stewed, Solidified beaker
The soothsayers ambrosia, the divine manna
Crystalised by profane candour
Diaspora returning sooner and never
I wonder who is busier the ant, the bee, or the master consumer
Can the mind be left to stroll, and thunder each second, each day, each year, each blunder
Deeper and deeper into the murky green river
The flows of our lives, the current of our time
And the difference human and swine.