Humid nights
At six thirty seven p.m.
Over greasy pizza
And the smell of cigarettes
We debate the universe
Gravity, religion, neutrinos
The rain sticks
Dampens our conversation
Sleep clouds my eyes
And I push away the pizza
Breath in cigarette smoke
Einstein was wrong
Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 5:05 PM UTC
Humid nights
At six thirty seven p.m.
Over greasy pizza
And the smell of cigarettes
We debate the universe
Gravity, religion, neutrinos
The rain sticks
Dampens our conversation
Sleep clouds my eyes
And I push away the pizza
Breath in cigarette smoke
Einstein was wrong
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