Bricks and Parasites, (to EA)
constriction
does the machine’s roar
hope to drown out
the steadily calling silence
from within
we fight
all forms
of debasement
while the world
mutes all colors
we still see
the light
its beam
leads on
not forward
or back
for all paths
converge
inside
boundless horizons
EB 1982
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