A dressing down machine landed
during a fire of February thoughts
opticians sceptically sew Conscious turns
On a cornered map of latching square
alpha numerical arising solar.
As boats coast boundaries of a Cabled cut sea
that nations stop to watch convergences above
As two Dio minds that are often on Even Ground
When found at odds with algorithms of midi nights
clicking ticking and cross stitching historic minds.
A Morse world.