The F.T.L. train slid into the station
a universe with an infinite amount of energy
concentrated at an infinite speck of time
mass merged with masslessness
journeying inside out
shadows of no doubt
Subluminal travel was for the poor
solar energy gathered and focused
just a bit to joke us
waiting along the train tracks
electromagnetic shaped power charges
from Mercury to Saturn’d knack
Shaped charges imparting particles
field strengths casting ever classed things
two and a half months later
hopeful crowd of synchopaters
through the Oort Cloud’s rings
see the genuine articles
Training striations of onion time
pealed off in layers
from that warped energy shape’s descending rime
particular universals
shear a circular edge forever introverted
subluminal.
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