the atom smasher
synchronistic
like slight of hand
resending the info
just so and so
I almost forgot
those Disraeli gears
spinning around like
a crown of thorns
so maybe baby
love me hate me
so simultaneous
so in between
in a fixed position
that fares forward
star gazing
and the beat goes on
yes, the beat goes on
coconncurrences
seemingly random
uninvited unforeseen
ordered and paid for
they be tricked out
like some soul projection
desire is the thang.
