Now it goes boom boom boom Now boom now boom now Boom boom The vibration reached us that final day as the Life that we knew was gone. We did not do well after we figured out what had happened to us, after we knew, inexplicably, we folded like a cheap tent. Now it goes boom boom Now boom now boom now Boom boom The vibration holds me close... © 2017 Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)