Five Seeds Enclosed In A Capsule

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The space lattice of our love, as I leave it and letters mothballed, dehumidified Forgotten, left in bound stacks, folios of folly Lets follow the fissure through the crystal, a serpentine highway littered with memoriesFIVE SEEDS ENCLOSED IN A CAPSULE reads like a broadcast from the farthest corner of the universe; or maybe a microphone injected into the gray matter. They're songs penned to clear away the darkness, words of love, or death, or sorrow, or joy, written on an arrow, fired through the ever-thickening flesh of the Modern human, a rage against the ever-shrinking possibility of an Absolute Connection between two human beings in a concrete world full of artificially scented plastic flowers.