oh but the thought of tears, and the brimming of a heart's discontentment; chokes; to reveal a strage form of actually being... content.

what i just experienced?
  was nothing more
  than an *in situ anomaly...
well, just as much
as a portishead song:
wandering stars...
  because that's what i witnessed;
**** me, no telescope,
no microscope,
             no kind of comet,
              just the naked eye,
and the noumenon;
because either newton or einstein
could never call it
the phenomenon of a halley's comet;
and by phenomenon
       i mean recurrent... replicable...
a noumenon event though?
    happens at the odd occurrence
of only once;
death doth bid, the questions away.