Plum pitted darkness
Prodigal speech blind fowl electric psyche
Blanched universe hands
Close this abyss with the smallest knot
But fail to inter echolalia gain gain gain
And wanes the active sky, revelry, ritual
A radical emotion iris saturate
Replicate Panama Canal Black Sea Great Wall
Melancholy, life space echo
You must start over at the beginning
You must honor this world
While it is alive, while its muscles smear
Disrupt make room—you must sweep it
With light here here herе—
You must acknowledge its jailed sеntences
With sounded tons of meaning
For the sounds work through repetition
Life space echo