I circle the square with my cube eye stare where the hexagon's paired with the sphere's dire dare. On sole sky I fly high there as the Charioteer without fear hearing the wind flow through uncaring for all even me and you so I could have all my powers back soon yet I settle for flight in the real sky outside, not the one you were thinking about in your mind, as I stymie space/time in denial of my birthright which is hte unity of gravity, charge and fractalight. Yeah I know how the now works cause the sky equals the dirt. I awe I am the last and the first, the best and the worst, charmed and cursed, drowned and burnt, quantum em curl, and it makes me glad no one can understand a damn word spit in this verse you heard. But if you did you're at leaast a megaparsec ahead of the game my friend.
Location
The Empire State