Pitch Plasma

Pitch plasma, devoid of cast iron presence. Dredging further as translation rarely is complete.

Rather an appropriate conversion, open to expression.

Here fascinatingly, the overlap encapsulating cultures bounding, edge bleeds.

Overlaying until amalgamated. Agreements to differing’s, where catalyst reactions bring. New furtive, created thunks.

Shrapnel seed propitiation, proliferate.

The sum of us surmounts incalculably. Snake bitten tales, lead to infinite belly pains.

Compulsory gyration centre. Tug up straight, as my body regains it’s profile perimeter.

It depends, really on how closely you look, because at magnification levels it’s crooked, yet clear. Where we think our boundaries are, just disappears.

There simply isn’t a hard line between us. Our matter, dna, polarity isn’t separated to us.

In this, I end in saying, bodily, inside of me, your potentials enrichment stitches deeper into me, evolutionary.

Much matters, physiological sung. Only sing of significance.