North by Northwest

My friends and I are all mad.
We watch crystals dance
And sing the songs of numbers.
We play catch with words
And fold them into tesseracts.
We believe in angels
Revealed in palindromes and primes.
We hear the voice of God
In conch and chanter.
We know we are cosmic,
Our every breath stirs the stars,
So we are very careful
With reality.

Suzanne Gray Woodward

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