The bird replies to the telluric currents
As they move like thoughts through the plasma.
The screamer on the street wails "I'll never forget you"
As the cool wind blows through.
At any such breakthroughs in the matrix the teams
In gabardine move like leaf shadow,
Relay their questions via walkie talkie
So the old belief will swallow the intrusion again
Like a ripple, nothing else. This air is not friendly,
Anxieties intrude like the swish of tires.
The ferns don't flow down because the wind makes them
But because they made the wind take them away.
In the human realm, a lot of micro-rebellions off the host.
The Famous Waldo showed up at Union Station
Family in tow frinstance expecting to be noticed
When he's not supposed to be.
