Wheel. Spinning wheel. Gyrations through.
Eyes gazed, glazed. Distant stare.
Tiny. Look around. They’re everywhere. Tiny things.
Lore. Fertile minds of the past.
Scripted, written in the beyond. Penned
Blank slate. When born, born as a blank slate.
Connections. Nodes of connection. Creation,
Rinse and repeat. In the beginning the programs
Quantum ghosts. Eyes open, world unfolds.
Product. Designed as such. Milled and honed.
Pecking order. Top to bottom. Things get
Deeper fundamental. Looking in a mirror.
What now? Where to now? Place in time. Now.
Opinion. There was a time. A time of give
Dark passage. From there to here to there. Spitfire