Circular circles encircling the circuit

the music shook the container

in which the big stuff banged.
most likely,

a countless such quantum events,

exploded from this cosmic vibration. 

the patterns,

of smoke and dust,

syncopated with the rhythm,

of this divine continuum.

the scintillating waves,

of pitch and scale,

were enmeshed

in the harmonic expression

of this eternal song.

there is no organism without an orgasm. 

incidentally there is no orgasm without an organism. 

Its circular

and its full of nothingness.

It is interconnected

to the very end 

where infinite other beginnings commence.