Your spirals chase me
into less than lives
on mercury highs & endless
plutonian dreams.
Regardless, a
lack of purpose
in shapely spirals
that tend toward
irrelevance,
is best explained by a
less than negative gravity,
that pulls every single
strand of my heart
into your constantly
expanding orbit.
Oh dear, be less than dark matter
& more radiant light.
Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 1:59 PM UTC
Your spirals chase me
into less than lives
on mercury highs & endless
plutonian dreams.
Regardless, a
lack of purpose
in shapely spirals
that tend toward
irrelevance,
is best explained by a
less than negative gravity,
that pulls every single
strand of my heart
into your constantly
expanding orbit.
Oh dear, be less than dark matter
& more radiant light.
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