it is the matter's time.
the matter it is
rolling around
making sound
as it goes around.
the matter it is
it is a planetary clown
making moves
as it snooze
in an expanding dusty,
crusty, musty
planetary cruise.
the matter it is
shinning
whining
in a tiny particle sling
spreading
crowding
mingling
to form to deform, the form.
the matter it is
no matter of denying
the everlasting life of
matter the divine.
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