Words, like photons,
are packets of energy,
capsules that carry more
than mere letters or associations,
rather vessels, filled with bits of
comprehensible essence;
everything else we are
*escapes us
eludes us*
to the dark of caves
and depths of shallow flumes,
thick misty fogs
and a refractive glass lens.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
Words, like photons,
are packets of energy,
capsules that carry more
than mere letters or associations,
rather vessels, filled with bits of
comprehensible essence;
everything else we are
*escapes us
eludes us*
to the dark of caves
and depths of shallow flumes,
thick misty fogs
and a refractive glass lens.
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