Where's the time, find the time, make the time to recharge and enlarge.
Open up the flood gates despite warnings of leakage on the labialization.
Prepare the life rafts and grab the doomsday kit on the way out.
Way out, there on the cusp, beyond the cleft and through the door of perception.
you have just read day one of week two in the continuing saga that is 'Quatrain-O-Tha' Day, experimental prose for everyday folks.
To read this poem from the beginning, find a summary of week one - HERE.