ethereal planes
of transcendent past,
frequencies dancing,
the hex be cast

the gist of a lifetime,
the cusp of the storm,
feelings stream down
in liquid form

electromagnetic
yearnings of old,
a story that dies
before its told

while seizing the moment,
a bottle of gin,
the clutching of hands,
how can that be a sin?

he's shaking, he's twitching,
a paper in hand,
flickering glances,
but no sight of land

but why would he look,
for the land at all,
when it's otherworldly,
can you hear the call?

he puts himself
in another place,
a multidimensional
fabric of space

the quantum-entangled
myelin sheath,
consciousness lurking,
always beneath

information compressed,
encrypting the thought,
grover's algorithm,
where secrets are taught

the mycenaean palaces
all set ablaze,
the language unravled
inside the maze

hair flowing down,
waves rippled in wind,
eternal uncertainty,
she look up and grinned

a world in her eyes,
mysterious scheme,
the hydra can see
through the photon beam

her voice has a soul,
it rattles the void,
it cures the dreams
of the paranoid

her silence can whisper,
an eidolon,
through the ishtar gate
of babylon

i asked her,
will i ever see you again,
she said, i never saw you,
but i'll see you then