there is a scramble
between the articulated gaps
where naked stanzas shiver
in a state of levitation
irregular, without a center
a reserved latitude of sensation
where perspective of space is reversed
a dangerous irregularity, irrepressible
that sees across dimensions
where boundaries become transparent
which can stimulate the mind
into a white silence
in which one is lost
in a vertiginous hole
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
there is a scramble
between the articulated gaps
where naked stanzas shiver
in a state of levitation
irregular, without a center
a reserved latitude of sensation
where perspective of space is reversed
a dangerous irregularity, irrepressible
that sees across dimensions
where boundaries become transparent
which can stimulate the mind
into a white silence
in which one is lost
in a vertiginous hole
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