"Topographical Fingers" by The Strange World of A.J. Kaufmann published on 2023-09-19T15:22:14Z Giant white bones washed out on the beach Ages of the beasts are completely out of reach But we can dream a while in our high rise homes Looking down the sea and those colossal bones Airplanes look so small as they circle round Mighty whale ancestors of the human kind In imagination they sail back to the deep Calling into eons that put them to sleep Sending out topographical fingers Old discoveries pale in comparison with What we’ve found today in tropical heat Living fine examples that we never thought real Resting on the platform of silvery reefs Gathering their powers in the ocean’s depth Their bodies shine like columns of our ancient past In imagination they are singing for us Calling into eons that turned them to dust Sending out topographical fingers Every tribe has worshiped their aquatic gods Building marble altars in their bamboo huts And when our expedition has concluded all its work With an exclamation mark that says read between the words We set out for new missions in the soaring sun Leaving monsters of the sea where their past belongs But in imagination they are future’s lords Calling into eons that turned myth to words Sending out topographical fingers Genre Psychedelic Noise Rock Comment by Spasmodular a beast of a song, dig it! 2023-10-18T04:06:30Z Comment by J.O. Like it - spacy☀️☀️☀️ 2023-09-19T22:01:35Z