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-Math of Sound-

in the numbers of sound

countless is the degree

of black and sunbeams

circles prevail

and stories linger

on the lower third

as slow dangles

on a cigarette

and rises not

she makes noises and

the numbers climb - hang

in the ash-sh-sh-tray

countful of stories

unmade - unwed

un and un

in the un-ness

the provocations locate

the master plan

the sun rises to the middle third

and beams reflect light

not known to noise

she figures the sounds

and equations don't

add up on wet paper

as countless faces caress

the light of the night

so singular the perfection

of this direction

so darling this movement

of sound and flurry

as we listen

                    - stelland

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