That’s all those bumps are,
Those signs something’s there—
Waves a little bit
Pointier than waves
From which they emerged.
Why so resonant?
Just the right tuning,
The right frequency
Will shatter your glass.
Wave on wave action
Breaks whatever breaks—
And that’s all there is
To it, no matter
How sharp things appear—
Scattered wave shards, baby.
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