fine tuned,
the stuttering eclipse
takes wing.
Fourier transformations
in an
avian equation...
0
1
0
1
virtual particles (feathered, no less!)
bilocating.
where do they go when they’re gone?
who calls them back?
there’s a short circuit in the sky, I fear,
but the strobing effect is mesmerizing.
metamorphhh (aka jim crawford)
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-the-flock-for-delilah-c/
