High Data ( A Poem )

• high data -

the anti helium in our lungs
not only comes from the stars
but is splattered throughout high
fashioned magazines .

blurt plastic
keeps wandering going
to flame us all ,
and them first
but surely the entirety
of all
of my heart

to the fire first to blow to bit
my data
to re pattern it
like the last
of the lava
like the citrus of soda
when dript
unto
my bohemia
in focus

to diamond the sand again .