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5.8.2024

Baroque Tardigrade (Poem)

We see lights in the sky and remember, often wishing upon our star, just for them.

= Baroque Tardigrade Dance Across the Microcosm
   • A spectrum spans a galaxy, partaking in our story.
– Wishing upon our star, just for them.

^ We see lights in the sky, a toast, so we’re reminded often,
   • Bright across time, imprinted bones of stardust, a sip of history.
= Baroque Tardigrade Dance Across the Microcosm.

^ I’m not exactly tripping, man, but yeah, I dosed hard around ten.
   • Hold my hand, babe, I’m so very sorry.
– Wishing upon our star, just for them.

^ Oppenheimer and the nation-state, with the universe's power in hand,    
   • Tax dollars fueling the monsters who hunt for sport and story.
= Baroque Tardigrade Dance Across the Microcosm.

^ The inane, the asinine, the jackass and his white stag,
   • Pitchforks and torches, ignorant claims of supremacy.
– Wishing upon our star, just for them.

^ Manufactured consent, so many strings tied to my hand.
   • Fear strike, I’m hit—I’m hit, hold the wound closed, I’m too afraid to see.
= Baroque Tardigrade Dance Across the Microcosm.
– We see lights in the sky and remember, often wishing upon our star, just for them.

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