Thump-Thump-Thump-Thump
the flashing music cascades
between the molecules of oxygen
singed in panting lungs.

The flashing music cascades
to the orgasmic chorus
singed in panting lungs,
it knows, I think, we all forget.

“To the orgasmic chorus,”
wound in irises, but what
it knows, I think, we all forget,
“crowd, and ring, and wind around.”

Wound in Irises, but what
can that mean for the
crowd and ring and wind around
the glowing greatnesses?

Can that mean for the
pupils to begin?
The glowing greatnesses
approach, and look --

“Pupils, to begin,”
Thump
Thump
Thump
Thump
“approach, and look
between the molecules of oxygen.”