Colors cross and intersect
to swirl and spin and disconnect
As sounds come quick to overwhelm
grab quick the keel and right the helm
Waves now more efficient
hitting hard and dealing blows
softly dissipating as a sense of knowing knows
Self-awares and salty stares
the captain stands the last
Colors cross and intersect
as skies are stealing past
Leader by submission to positions of intention
godlike child grown rich and wild
invented by invention
Simply forced to plot the course
steering blindly to religion
Colors cross and intersect
and grow by indecision
Atomic wash of comets lost
through ages and prediction
no remorse to seek the source
false to fact or truth to fiction.
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