SANDIA/FUSION

 

A neural chart bares nuclei, stepped-up kilovolts ionizing negatives of molecular plasma, pulse-forming lines as time floats by Marxian disprocketed flashes, filming shadows in acts of watery light where nothing seen is not first dreamed.                   

 

Red-ochred moon tugs on blood masking a specter with teats of sterile gloves, simlulating the arc between poles of belief.

 

To breathe in a living
whirlwind the murderous
capacity of science to spiral
from a soul's unlucky foot
to an audience's startled
applause.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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