I understand currently exactly how the triggers can climb up,
in widening arcs of ions–
the warmth they expand inside themselves
like some authorization or idea.
Yet at 10, it appeared magical;
their frown, beautiful, after that unnoticeable.
Gone. Conserve the smell of ozone.
I was young and terrified and alone.
Yet the buzz and illumination started
once more in darker tones of blue. After That
electrons jumping spoke with me,
not in words, however in self-respect:
exactly how they ran away package where they
were birthed. Participated in a plasma haze,
they climbed unafraid. So it appeared.
I envisioned them as sunbeams,
after that as interfering with solar flares–
far-off however, in time, getting to right here
as hidden ruptureds to recombine,
smaller sized components of the strategy.
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