...(Rollerskating the Cosmic Palmistric Postborder)
Part 1 of the last song from Maudlin of the Well's "Part the Second".
"An electric curent binds us together forever
I am a memory burnt onto thin air
When you call me with vibrations
In harmony with some Saturnine frequency
I spill outward, or flow, or list, or gel
It is somewhere between your mind and mine
Where, I cannot exactly tell
I want you to think about "93"
It isn't like planting a thought in your head
Or an image of a thought
But more like creating a thought
In sympathy with yours"
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