Silent currents through opaque tunnels...
                   the echo of a forgotten question. Breathless
applications of thought drift **in** between universal voids
                  cast wide nets, each weft line hidden in undercurrents gleaming
                                                gold at the horizon line.

Peripheries tangling .... :: a never-ending extension, the question morphs:
                                                       paths of  reflection glide, edges softened...

            Each letter forming chaos, spiraling inward a concept lost, 
     forming tissue, fractal veins weaving                back
                            words like whispered                    dreams.        
                                                                  
                                                                                         
Carved into the eternity of oceans held in glasses, sipping sorrows;
             eyes opening without touches,                              technicolor
                                   relapses unfurl into undulating pasts.
                                       
Unheard still... resolving the dynamics of slumber
                                         between pink-hued cities bridged by clear nets.
                                        
Linking shadows, trailing behind whispers,                              walking along:
                                         
arising conceits | 
when times concur | 
fractal timelines