thought experiment

call it calm call it storm – dark thought-experimented stuff that fills the nooks of
right and wrong, fills the nooks of argument: darkly thought out attempts at reason

created for the sake of, for the night, for the passage of experiment; the craft
survives; call it craft, call it storm – dark thought-crafted stuff that fills the corridors

of night and song, fills the corridors of argument darkly thought at attempts at reason
created for the sake of, for the rites of to-do and not-to-do; the sun gathers.

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