lodged in a cut on the roof of my mouth
making music fade linearly outwards
till teeth wiggle loose
and tongue is a flame
all matter stands on one foot
teetering in mid fall
is this all that matters?
distinct notes ring like bands
of precipitation across radar
sense the storm in temples
the world falls fast
hang time lasts forever
time lasts
forever
ever
for
re:
Colin and Co.
