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She used to tell me of math and poetry by the length of her arm and rhythm of her heart conversing verse and fraction with form following the function of communist theories and greek philosophies. she beat out aesthetics with a perfect symmetry. because no one understands the relationship between seafoam and shoreline the way she does [swimming in saltwater sorrows] reimagining time in an hourglass, she shot up infinities with a glance and left me moondrunk in the night. she emits sparks throughout my system breaking and entering-- my kingdom under siege. her name was an amalgam of numbers italic1.6180399. . . .italic and I loved her by design.
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC
Math and Poetry
She used to tell me of math and poetry by the length of her arm and rhythm of her heart conversing verse and fraction with form following the function of communist theories and greek philosophies. she beat out aesthetics with a perfect symmetry. because no one understands the relationship between seafoam and shoreline the way she does [swimming in saltwater sorrows] reimagining time in an hourglass, she shot up infinities with a glance and left me moondrunk in the night. she emits sparks throughout my system breaking and entering-- my kingdom under siege. her name was an amalgam of numbers italic1.6180399. . . .italic and I loved her by design.
this is an old favorite. it's clunky and rushed but like junk food it's good. for those who have found patterns in love and love of patterns.
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC
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