Light
Dark
The clutter
Cuts
Wasted nights
Cleaner
Sounds
Water
The earthen womb
The aural aura
Of feedback
And moon
White noise
A voice
Reverbs
The sky
Delays
Raises up
Like a storm
Like a snake
That flies
Now morphs
Into a dream
From a
Strawberry
Multiverse.
 
Only the afterlight
Re-
mains.