it flew through the night air, years to the day after they fired up a belly full of uranium. it jumped through the window, as a compressed file; the ones and zeros were lined up and starkly beautiful in their humble yet inscrutable magnetic domain, resembled forests that went on forever or a million human mouths or both, at once.
the references to purity were astonishing in their telemetry. aimed and everything. a million hearts will sing out as they decode those anonymous sentences.
my eyes will follow that transit, darkly though.
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
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