IV. Return to Diorama

No one likes this moment // To have seen the design / Heard the frequency / The chords of the Solo man’s chant // And to miss ... // The Wander is not meant for tourists / Endless stories cannot be told with death, enos // Take comfort that arrogance is shared / Isaac was firstborn only to the unread // Now sit in your muck dear Luci // Blush from the fall from the Acacia / Let the diodes illuminate the theater // Closed eyelids crawl with the pattern now / Draw its map when the dream gets darkest // If you should return / Bring fire. (This piece will not have a timed auction or reserve)