Ebon Flow Virus

There is a season in the Big Wave...
Buried under the sense of time so far that things seem to slow down to a crawl
and the wave enters you penetrates you...
Drowns you in a vat and ocean of the plague of dreams of things to come.
Crimson death overwhelmed by the big blue wave,
bearing down on it like sky and night on the setting sun.
Whistle and the fronds of life come to the beck and call
of those determined to make a difference in the grand scheme of the flow and ebon flow
of the viral energies of this and all realities.
Ebon flow virus.
Infecting you with the darkmatters of the universe.

©2000DavidCaplan