Strokes and beams revolving coming up like a carbon blast amongst the sky now
Tiny bantam born in a black box
All existence born in a black box antithesis – born by black box
Death too is a box.
White white white noise.
Elemental blast amidst the sky now. – black box.
The maker asked his creation to calm down and collect themselves.
“Calm down,” he said, “Please calm down.”
The question-asking intermission was found dead triumphantly.
Tiny bantam altogether – eyes on the monitor screen.
Mind the women, but ignore the children – this is not their fantasy.
Tiny bantam altogether!
Tiny bantam – little fowl