music has a rhythm and so does the human mind • there's a sanctity to anthem : an oscillatory line for a universal song is but an infinite refrain • what we call galactaron may be a body cleft in twain... interrogate the tickets in your palm, upon your tongue • for innocuous notation masks a memory undone ! may your party invitation mark the makings of a scale • and per son·o·lu·mi·nes·cence shall a kįh unlock our tale ;