There nothing that represents the MOAB magic mystique
Like double-contrarian double-negation speak
Plucking the parallel streams of time
And citing an even number as Prime
Or not the Prime (from one before)--
Like opening two sides of the same door
And oscillating through the powers of N
Until they go around some distant bend
And reappear in present time
Leaving us all fired up and Primed.


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