Vibrating

to how many places can i make a point that is lost for infinite time because i was not the only one looping waves the film reel was in braille vibrating brushing shoulders with strangers eyes watching from an unknown someone knows your secrets lulling space and time to sleep when the star dust settles fractional existence removed to the nth power somehow plays a tune and has the galaxies sing along hear you thought these words a rock we chipped bones to make a time machine they say we'd need a boat an orchestra of strings appreciation for mystery and faith in ourselves