The reverberation of the reaction split
atoms and apples alike.
Red streaks of light.
Green go's and yellow slow-me-down pills.
A chance to be far more inspiring;
An opportunity to burn down blistering
barriers...
Feeling the music with my muscles,
sensing the shape of the notes,
ticks and twitches and tremors;
A movement, a division, a redemption;
We all feel for what we lack;
A prayer for humility.
[21:26|04.12.011] ©c.thomas.carter
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