the sound of it rings from ear to ear
liquid psychedelics float in the air
prophets holler as the scribe declares to cut it short
life listens to patterns of typed keys
words try to find meaning of themselves
old memories of video games describe the current situation
fiction depictions of non-fiction dance on screen
it reminds the soldier of what's he's leaving
but also of where he's going
the meaning is lost in the title.
