Circadian 2 Poem by Vlady Duddy

BEEP

The essence of being, a pulse of blue light,
Through peaks and through valleys, it streamed in the night
It zigged and it zagged and it zipped and it zoomed,
And then it went off with a rumbling boom.

Its cloud of specks turned to particle storm,
It spread through the darkness, its flickering swarm
Of countless, jittery, shimmering arrows,
It settled below into town of Marrow.

The residents were a peculiar folk,
Translucent and supple, they knew they were stoked,
To bounce, to dance, and to shake with all might,
With arms in the air, they were known as the Cytes.

They looked to the sky, and they kneeled as they saw,
The pulse of blue light fill the air with its flow,
It rushed, and it dashed, and it flashed overhead,
And then it dissolved… Read the story ahead.