The Atoll

Hector (cont.)
Unravel neural webbing warp our woof
Extrude down livor mortis hundred proof
The castle there of bucky balls is made
Winched nanotubes unfurl the drawbridge laid
Sleepwalkers virtually were strung along
By wizards whirring wands were ushered throng
Were piles of atoms feint neutrinos pierce
A show projected neither tame or fierce
Plasma
A magnificent chant infused with love
Hector
Ill take my walking constitutional
And work this trance deep into my raw nerves
So Plasma follow manifold chores mapped
Plasma
Si quadruple checks are my privilege