Forms And Shapes

Help! Things have shaken me

Vascular waves, tracing the same three colorings I have

But now I just noticed this

Slow motion inside

Changing this all somehow

Calling out to take us

Life in between lines

We're wounded and terrified

Calling out to save these lonely forms and shapes

This light with angles spinning here

Worked through my lungs

And spoke out the seams with architect

Now how could I turn back?