there is window that broke the hammer
the sky that flew through the bird
the fire-hydrant that sucked in
all the air about
the tree that shriveled into seediness
the impressions I made back then
parading before me
madness sipping tea at the table next to me
all the why's of the world hung as laundry
and you offered me cookies
of the spoken world
I took back all the wax you have ever seen
all metal in usage began to smile
no one could ever be bothered again
all creatures with hoofs began to rule
every movie made became a stunner
a fallback mindset was
the only way forward
the bingo balls endlessly spin
with nothing declared
we all got happy
with the views presented to us
emotions began to come forth
from common chords
sound admitted its relevance to us all
to realize that humans are
the patch work of gods
and the matrix had a plan
but got lost in the details
we all feel supreme
but not in a summary sense
the number three can't remember itself
and we spent hours wondering about that
snow flurries seem like
how next judgments come
we all have a warm place beyond thought
go there, feel embraced
and sense our collective
in a mindless way . . .
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