I make a jest of your many dimensions
curving our time
and its massive indentions
Reaching for me as a wave, as a particle,
your lightness of limb
you’re the genuine article
Sol invictus, opportune
white hot and yielding sun
you are the cause of my strange perihelion
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 3:10 PM UTC
I make a jest of your many dimensions
curving our time
and its massive indentions
Reaching for me as a wave, as a particle,
your lightness of limb
you’re the genuine article
Sol invictus, opportune
white hot and yielding sun
you are the cause of my strange perihelion
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