I may clap
ripples into space
causing
wrinkles in time
to close distance.
sourcering waves
across skins
like goose bumps.
unfreezing spine chills.
my clap will echo
past eardrums
violins and cellos.
heavy bass beats.
and my audience
will feel fooled
by the sound
of two palmed fingers.
-Mr. Serg "iO" Himself
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