Your eyes send impulses that traverse the convoluted muss
that started as a single point, maybe then spindling outwards
then inwards, still so much
that I couldn't reach you there
until they founded the internet
and you sat breathing in some fashion,
possibly,
mousing your way
here,
now.
Jan 18, 2013
Jan 18, 2013 at 4:29 PM UTC
Your eyes send impulses that traverse the convoluted muss
that started as a single point, maybe then spindling outwards
then inwards, still so much
that I couldn't reach you there
until they founded the internet
and you sat breathing in some fashion,
possibly,
mousing your way
here,
now.