were all these lines
part of a grid
your longitude / my latitude
the physics of your graphing
and centuries old gravity
[Megalithic] built something, once
Back to:
Cambrian explosion, movement of [tectonics]
a ballerina performs a perfect pirouette.
did the music of my bloodstream
champagne your thoughts, enough?
to explain the types of truth and distinguish
the objective from the otherwise, painted design:
soft rose glow, scintillation of stars: i love that
you seek to hold the math in a vial
to make truth of the hundred times, already.
I wish to wonder, myself.
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