Anomalies

The ever quest of connecting

It gets tiring 

Cells trying to join

Looking for more

Then come

outside – doors open

Stranger stranger

Freezing 

Danger danger

Up the skies

To search and destroy

To kill and pillage

Birds of the sky

Fuselage belly dipped in black

Eyes – red circle

All of us in the act

Stages, lights and presence

Take your choice

And dance to the clap

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