Chaotic String Theory

The strings vibrate,
and the electric pulse
flows and vibes giving
a warming electron glow,
like the mists after the big bang.

The pulse continues on
through the unnatural circuitry
of man, maybe sounding organic,
maybe buzzing like bees trapped
inside a giant brown blender.

Waves burst forth buzz-saw like,
cutting through cones,
washing the crowd in revelation
and in pinched squealing, cutting
through as electric nails on chalkboard.

Emotive energy peaks and breaks
in sharp ninths, rebounding
off the walls and dying, trailing
away as harsh demons with
wailing banshee overtones.

Falling and disappear into
the bodies and sink away
until the next call rises and
builds into the final burst,
the chorus of the next tribal call.

And the cycle starts again from
one pluck across the void,
to meet with the vibration,
the visible super string vibrating
to the universal pulse, trapped in
harmonic phase with the pulse of all.