I wanted to work on some of the imagery more and make it longer, but I have run out of time and must, per the experiment, release it into the wilds of the internet. And off to bed am I, for tomorrow is another working day and I have got to get my rest.

Overhead, It was all Vibrating, again

In the beginning,

Still shaken,

Always aware of the forces

Gathering in the hub

Under my feet,

I appeared,

A sword frozen inside a diamond of air.

I crouched, recovering

And began to feed

Flawlessly prepared anatomical specimens

Into the machinery

In the middle of the branches

Working with just the sharp edges

Of clouds.