I would like to geometrize the visible

See a willingness in the world of matter

Everything to the gaze exposed as a surface on a volume

It amalgamates tight densities

Behind the coloured screens

A new type of boredom is created

All grey on lights everywhere you can’t see

Begotten worlds that generations have to dig

Dig deep enough to build a sandcastle

 What to cling to, before riding into a narrow bridge

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