At crash test dummy me align your light
O wholly holy stars of evening sky
The future never burned and beamed this bright
Ive paid a price and limped off low tweaked high
Across to early morning star jerks eye
In consciousness experiment preemptive plight
I bounce about as bonnet folds full flight
The motor cage in stages caves inch shy
In safety belt three selves impacted scope
Each self sleeve serves up fractal nesting doll
Youd only want your lowliest level soul
To suffer stupid stuff to gamely grope
You need to draw together meld the dots
Though slink I centrifuge to fractal bots
Chorus dots motes points
