The bright souls, they say, are coming coming The correction come - is their big anew That sees the future in the past's purview; Present in tissue. The thinnest wrapping. Mitered corners, smooth, no tape showing; Is monofilament time's one-way rule Cradling crystal present's priceless jewel. The apocalypse! is! now! No wait-ting. Eleven string dimensions vibrat-ting. Elementary chron-puscles explod-ding! Do not wait for knights in armor shin-ning Come beautiful bright souls wait-ting With Timeless Light bathe this reality Shine now! Now is not soon enough for me!