Flame dances without causation > Virtual bright lights
the candle > Reflective rendering on screen > Orange too yellow >
Yellow too red > Man’s planned, new realm trajectory
Tea of genuine leaves and spice > Celsius set high to
numb lips > A stringent taste left on the tongue > Organic flavor > Savory
essence > Man’s delayed old realm recession
I am thrown through space by protons > Stars dance in the
spread of space-time > Beyond my hermetic bubble > My thoughts are too
red > My skin, too yellow > Man’s digital realm sedation
I tilt the rim of my plastic vessel > Dark tea pools to
the edge and steams > I send a drip onto the floor > Only to witness the
liquid > disappear without a smidgen > Man’s functional realm matrix
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