Understating god's work
Drink to Anonymity
Like wanted underground railroad riders
Salt anions linger among my Hs and Os
Wooed by catationic calcium additives
Little dense sardonic spheres bent on hardness
Freshly leached dirt denizens dissolved
Dispersed, left for dead in a well hole
Pumped up, squirted, dropped on dry clods
Chemicals headed for barley life alcohol
Adulterated, arrested, refined
A-Life constructed while minds interpolate
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Howling at the moon I perceive no sky. Bo trees sway- but the wind is made of dark matter.
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