but what was it about the waves, that crashed, the waves undergone stress fractures from the forever embedding and falsifiable existent reign. the knocking knocking knocking of a pendulum swaying. the rain. more rain. can't the forgotten silhouette spin a little clockwise, this way and that, a dragon air wind tunnel spiraling spiraling spiraling north the clouds nebulous and cerebral. can you hear the thunder? no, i can't either.