Twoth

The water seeped through ancient hieroglyphics,
The birds were falling from the sky
And swept by ye children of Science
Editing exosomes and bioinformatics,
And the blood toucheth blood.

A dream came through thoughtful and staid mathematics,
There was a negative, a radical, ( ), and an exponent,
I plugged the dictation into the chrome scythe,
The number was vulgar; a complete lack of understanding,
I awakened, satiated in my disobedience.