With each passing through a wave of light a ray of weightlessness sweeps in to pick up the pieces as you breathe keep breathing as if I could command this on will as if I could call all universal forces to dismantle that which is less than a dream to me now to me lifetimes have passed between you and I and lifetimes more will lament the undoing of the majikal the mythical the mythological the path, the PAST the pathological lies we tell ourselves to wind up the puppet strings like antique windows our will to arrive to keep arriving to show up while the world shows down and rise up as the people fall fail I am flailing as I raise this one last battle cry objection to that sickening quake within surging all the anti serotonin weaponry at hand to say unto you this I am not what I was and because of you who I will be hangs in suspended animation like an old friend, resurrected.