whats been said,
now been heard,
little space in the mind,
taken residence.
all known knowledge etched
on malleable gray matter.
these atoms once discovered
periodic tables. right before
the shutdown,
the final pulsating shriek and groan
of ceasing energy. button pushed so hard
knows the sound through fingertips.
the manual says...sleep mode preferred.
As i walk the air around me
momentarily shivers from
confidence. its the stride,
the tiger and the braham.
do you see the slow rise
and fall, does the wheel
the first discovery,
the sun, the moon,
i hear you and heard.
we live in a circle, so
tell me what i already am,
all over, the turn, forever,
Those that set themselves on fire.
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