F Train

[Lester Chaykin]

Catastrophes deep frozen, remaining moments horizontal like a stone.Endless slowing down till actions turn sidelong.Still inverts to regressionLessons unlearnedInertia presides over burnt modernist strides.Looking glass to stones thrown.Fractions laterSwan songs colliding, unpopular finding, incubated micro command shells, acoustic arguments no longer specified.Yet this timeBreathing transpires wide open desertsYet access deniedSinking in like rotten requests from cherished minds.Affirmations become distant light sources pinpointing curved fragments.Mysterious elements, time stretched incubators illuminate strange tangents.Electrocution integrated into life on stretcher beds conceived by airborne sickness surrounding cold avenues of silence.Getting to grips in preparation for long falls. Staircases previously seen only by the dead seem to persist in times of denied states.Yet return to errors like false locking doors. Random disintegration occurs as we await falling forwards forever.AXIS DISCREPANCY INDICATES HEXAGONS BEYOND CONTROL ANOMALY.MUTILATION COLONY REFLECTS NO TRIANGULAR ENERGY.ASYNCHRONOUS MATTER AVOIDED BY A DIAGRAM INVISIBILITY.A SUBTLE METHOD SYMMETRY UNCOVERED A DIAGONAL TELEMETRY.