synaptome

homing fingers
stab into earth 
starved for chemical talk

bleeding from the signal     
                  
                  cut

trapped screams are mass effect -- 
free the silenced spleen 
        and breathe -- 

through fog and murk
chemical friends swim their way

fingers motile through media swamp --
your mind scatters as you concentrate 
but you are no island

fingers talk and interlock: 
we are a galaxy of nervous thoughts --
our minds a creature that dances to be free

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