Poem : Music of My Magma

Earth, it is my flow, face, film and focus

Earth is becoming a graph, a gauge, a gyroscope

Music of the magnets

Maze of the monsoon

Mints of the magma

Mirth of the millets

Let them truncate the thoughts

Let them condense the collisions

Let them conjugate the covalent

Now is the new life, new lattice, new logic

Everything else is noise and numerous

( After the veins of the violent earth in 2009 )

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