Storm Comin'

PATTERNS.
Yingyang tornado vortex matrices
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raining.

The ocean slips and drips like clay
Like hurricanes of modern day
Close is close as far away
Is but knee deep at least they say
And carress your fingertips and footprints
Never looking back

Hydrogen Helium
The rest are just pawns

Eroding holes of whole
Circulating, arrogating
From exit to exist

No brainstorm is
one in the same
In this sandstorm savanna
In this sandstorm spiralled galaxy
Of a spider web blanketed universe
Though of course, these are just speculations
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complaining.

Like a riptide reprimanding
From the pond I ponder upwards
Contrasting yellow chalk from blue
If there was a right I'd come back
But I have no space to wander

The lines won't curve fluidly
And all the cities sleep at leisure
Stuck wearing comfortable
Peculiar transparent lenses
Every step in the sand is abnormal

Cut carelessly into our liquid blanket
There, a string was plucked
A duality created with space time
Cresting colored energy
In all a feverous uncomfort
Far from abnormal
But close is close is far away
is but knee deep
To whose knees do you specify?

Now / Now Stop / Now Go / Now Pause / Pause

SLEEP.
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explaining.

Elastic bending
Allow one ear to ponder
And the other to recycle
All that knowledge over yonder

Snowflakes cautiously tumbling
Into the ring of fire below
And below that
A different universe

Electricute the wire
I'd rather stay than gather stray
Burning in who's time we’re given

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remaining.

we reach the top
we get there
assume you are
always forever most of the time
carress your fingertips and footprints
never looking back
or walking one foot at a time...
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waning.

No absolute truths roll timelessly here
A waning tsunami wave is all but grey
...still the blue moon is moving it
What moved the Earth to seperate us?
...just
Carress your fingertips and footprints
Never looking back
Or walking one foot at a time
Because the tornado will engulf you
You will be propelled from the center
When the summer spins to winter
In Migration