Mind Lightning
Strings of mental algorhthyms
connect electric synapse hands
Held and zapped in stereophonic
systematic in demands
Turquoise breathing in December
bolts the music of our minds
As the cogs and wheels of madness
tether static, iron grinds
Frost to lick in patterns frozen
on the skin of matter's face
While the sting of inspiration
blows the winding soul to trace
Evidence of snowfall lightning
lit at once in silver strings
Mental modes and inspiration
minding music that it brings...
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