Testo Dot

Outside when narrow
The sun on the wire
Lilting

To understand
The invitation
Again
You felt it come true then
Etched in a blinking
Pattern you can’t forget

The color’s unknowing but the landing seems close
Cuz it’s no different

Light shifting
While all the rest fills in slowly
You find your head fizzing softly
And you swear this all feels new

But it’s no different