Angular tightening Nova
of strings swarming
on the horizon
of knotting.
Chittering frenetic squirrels
skittering over
an imagined glob
of peanut butter.
Daggerous blades
jabbing into one color
from another energy
only to fail back
to the frenzy.
The Star of Angels
fighting for space
under the corona
of a pinhead.
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