Sound

A myriad of iridescent audio

Glows of hums and hymns

Incorehent songs of the threads of time

Intertwine

From the Earth to our Venus, Venezuela to their Jesus, wings of the tiger, antlers of the reader. A Cheshire grin, one of a cat. Spines of pride spiking up, songs of sands and the ballad of technology owing an apology to the efforts of our kin. Bursting with wings and winds, feather and fever and feather and fin, a smiling sinister sister and twin. The history oh so enveloping, can I not see nor breathe in this world, crazy we’re living in.

Bursting free! Electricity! Like I’m free, I’m free! Of visibility and technology, virtuality and virtuality and virtuality and burning my sanitys sanity! Cheer and praise enlightened by the end of things and the tips of our wings, spread and plummet over the soaring winds of uselessness, return us all to the surface! Escape homes underground and ultrasound, the colour of your child and the taste of your milder wilder wilderness, swallow down magic spells to grow the way you live. Take me and never return, immersed in sin. Twist me useless, bathe in the sweet sickness of the cherry blue blood of the future, made of, virtual insanity.