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The Knot that Binds Us…
Unwinds us
in a spinning-careening vortex
of primordial forms, speed-flashing
round the edges of our tunnel-vision
we are swept
in precariously complex - and yet
intrinsically simple rhythms
voraciously propelled
to rise
and doomed
to fall…
…until the next round.
Into and through, below and
above ground
we rise we fall
fly-by or stall
alone and yet
in chaos-borne unification
through harmonious
Annihilation.
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