I am a swarm of questions questing. Of minds minding. The first bang is me, banging. We bang together, into minds and quests. I am on. As to these questions, I go beyond light, and with her. Faster than disaster. Which means the stars are falling. Into me. My ocean way, the wave, the starry signs we (for)gave. To you, my questions, green and fast — the gap, the cross, the metaclast.