Buzzing life particles
Pledge its part, suspended
Between timeless flow
One knows, not
When;
One hack,
by colorless strip
will sow slouching shadow
On the death-field:
The seed of mortality
Flagellating tentacles of animating life
Brace time, with
Slender markings of fading hues;
The fur that cascade color, before
Consume the rest, after;
By the willing shadow of death
That probing;
Groping for the life, again
Probe the seeds of mortality
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