A Spec On a Screen
i attempt to take a breath as structure slips away,
two lips and a whisper changed a universe today,
patterns contort and minds tilt ajar,
my soul is dumbfounded in sight of this art,
head in the clouds, where home isn't far,
seems ages away, knee deep in the stars,
i know not, the language,
i can not define,
but i know that its coming,
it's growing, it's mine.
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