Aether Arc
Crystallizing void
Nothing bursts from inner folds
Tangibly altered
The record skipping
Though needle retains its edge
Despite the chaos
Is there advantage
To demarcated darkness
For one made of light?
Mixing is the goal
An intimacy of real
Would one claim corner?
In a foreign land
Does light shine similarly
From familiar hue?
This arc scatters all
Static to wind to heartbeat
Meaning remembered
ReproCorecessing
Muddled wavefronts synchronize
Pearl from nothing
I whistle silence
The universe sings to me
Beneath the aether
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