Teeth Dreams 2nd Publishing

Teeth Dreams

The broken dreams
That litter the past
In a liquid dry
An accretion fast
Moves through the focus
On its perihelion swing
An parabolic arc
Describing the perfect thing
Another layer of life
Yet aphelion is due
So no matter the strife
All lies at zero point are true
Refrain:
All moments remembered 
Embedded in light
So the dead are still with us
They are just out of sight
Four dimensions forever
No return no invasions
Because frustums of cones
Are volume equations

This has to do with the return to the return to the Tesseract field 
See the writings of A.A.Attanasio