Supercollider

Super collider

dust in a moment

particles scatter

coming up from the soup

swimming upstream

before the heavens crack open

thin pixellation

coming up from the dust

in a blue light

in a half-life

in a high line

in an arc light

i'm a bass bin flip-flopping

i'm a pulse wave hot-stepping

i put the shadows back into the boxes

i put the shadows back into the boxes

i am open

i am welcome

for a fraction of a second

i have dislodged my depression

i have jettisoned my illusions

and put the shadows back into the boxes

i put the shadows back into the boxes

i've seen the angel hanging over the balcony

i've seen the angel hanging over the balcony