vee-flynn

I add to the experience
From the one before
Like a Fibonacci typewriter
Snapping off the keys and letting go
to line up on the floor 

I am the infinite monkey
Whose nonsense on sense
Will eventually line up too
In a somewhere where the parallel functions are
and with the golden ratio sentence

I'll keep walking jealous and pitying
The shadows upon the cavern wall
Hoping for the teapot orbit high above
to veer away to another constellation 
Where logics reign over logic minds
and law is clear and never minted
A quantum absolution
both there and not at all