%%:»:,,,,, ,,,,,:»:%%
%:»:,,,,,, ,,,,,,:»:%
:»:,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,:»:
%:»:,,,,,, ,,,,,,:»:%
%%:»:,,,,, ,,,,,:»:%%
#%%:»:,,,, %% ,,,,:»:%%#
##%%:»:,,, %% %% ,,,:»:%%##
###%%:»:,, % % ,,:»:%%###
####%%:»:, %% %% ,:»:%%####
###%%:»:,, %% ,,:»:%%###
##%%:»:,,, ,,,:»:%%##
#%%:»:,,,, # #»»»»»»»»»»»# # ,,,,:»:%%#
%%:»:,,,,, ## # # # # Fey Bells # # # ## # ,,,,,:»:%%
%:»:,,,,,, # #»»»»»»»»»»»# # ,,,,,,:»:%
:»:,,,,,,, ,,,,,,,:»:
%:»:,,,,,, Envelop Me In Noise... A Sandstorm Of ,,,,,,:»:%
%%:»:,,,,, Sound... And Sure Enough, Between The ,,,,,:»:%%
#%%:»:,,,, Grains There Are Calls From Other ,,,,:»:%%#
##%%:»:,,, Worlds - ,,,:»:%%##
###%%:»:,, ,,:»:%%###
####%%:»:, Distant Wailing Sirens, Coming Closer ,:»:%%####
###%%:»:,, But Staying Out Of Reach... Telling Me ,,:»:%%###
##%%:»:,,, That Something Is Happening, Perfuming ,,,:»:%%##
#%%:»:,,,, Me With Someone Elses Excitement ,,,,:»:%%#
%%:»:,,,,, ,,,,,:»:%%
%:»:,,,,,, The Phone Ringing, A Certain Phone From ,,,,,,:»:%
:»:,,,,,,, A Job Long Lost, Urging For Someone To ,,,,,,,:»:
%:»:,,,,,, Pick Up ,,,,,,:»:%
%%:»:,,,,, ,,,,,:»:%%
#%%:»:,,,, ,,,,:»:%%#
##%%:»:,,, And At Times, When I'M Almost Drowning ,,,:»:%%##
###%%:»:,, In This Metaphorical Sand, Breathing ,,:»:%%###
####%%:»:, It, The Veil Is Next To Breached... I ,:»:%%####
###%%:»:,, Hear Flutes, Sines, Repeating Themes ,,:»:%%###
##%%:»:,,, Like Were They Calls From Rubbery ,,,:»:%%##
#%%:»:,,,, Birds... Deafeningly Loud! ,,,,:»:%%#
%%:»:,,,,, But Like A Mirage, Constantly ,,,,,:»:%%
%:»:,,,,,, Evaporating And Reforming. ,,,,,,:»:%
:»:,,,,,,, And Not Really Touching My Eardrums. ,,,,,,,:»:
%:»:,,,,,, ,,,,,,:»:%
%%:»:,,,,, ,,,,,:»:%%
#%%:»:,,,, ,,,,:»:%%#
##%%:»:,,, ,,,:»:%%##
###%%:»:,, ,,:»:%%###
####%%:»:, ,:»:%%####