Softly purring of power rhythms.
Resounding to ancient tunes.
Exchanging furtive glances.
Disappearing into dimensions
As footprints pad shadows
Slinking through and beyond
New territorial boundaries,
Often elusive, time’s mystery.
Replenishing an arduous nature
Bundles of raw objectivity.
FLASHING PLIOSAUR TAIL
REVERSED TIME ARROW
QUANTUM 5th TRAINED PSI
MY LITTLE MAMMOTH
By 1st 5th RV 2001