People are moving effectual distance
Inhabiting self owns nothing’s purpose—sound’s hearing
Allays death’s headache.
Night consumes all men.
Trajectory’s belief
Rises in Xiasm unseen becoming
Ear-infected lessening toward banners unfurled
Preteritic loss.
Traces have moved marking nothing, saving
Learning’s expensive habit untold, thus
We are vitalic relation omni-presentable!
Sound’s straitjacket whited offense
Nothing’s bark won’t give death’s grip.
We move through
Opposing justice
Thus find a wood nothing composes, for instance
A bench.
Nations over matter descended to view
Then shrugged proposal by smashing its atom.
History’s trace begs forgiveness
Calling all sound’s dupeable
Doable tyrannosaurus.