I can see it. 

The full spectrum 

potency we breathe 

into each other. 

We’re biologic prisms, 

dimmed by dark matter 

thoughts that keep us

disunited. 

Hidden forces corrupting

our humanity, and we 

can’t find a way out, 

unwilling or too terrified 

to love. 

Seeds of a storm 

churning on the azimuth 

of presupposed futures.