Like flipped coin midair
Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle
Two ends of a spectrum, Möbius strip

In a room together,
Maxwell’s demon, revolving door
Cancer and chemo
Like life and death
Only one can be
The next is inevitable

Like an election
Only one figurehead may speak for a governing body
Like the seasons
Change is expected

Like a cat left to its own devices
Guaranteed to scare itself after a given time
Man tries to conquer for comforts sake
Mercurial reactions
Like elements under catalyst
Electron orbitals
Exchange positive core
Theory of relativity
A choice of determining
Accuracy of position or velocity

Hermes, deity of mine
Masculine and feminine
Ruler of I
Relieve the war of the immortal twins
Gemini
Battling my heart and mind

~She is graceful, elegant, and beautiful.

He loved her
from the depths
of his heart.

A heart She broke,
because She
never looked back.
        
—

They were not perfect
But that did not matter.

He knew no chance,
for it was Impossible.

—

But he Loved her
as if it were not so
and spent his days
thinking only of Her.
      

thoughts that consume
and make his heart
break even more.

—

But He Loved Her,
not caring about the risk,
without bounds,
without fear
That She
would not love Him back.  

—

And He Loved Her
Ad Infinitum.

I forget how many kisses we've shared,
but I know how many more we'll share when I'm back.

When I look up at the star's I think, about the past future present and all eternity.what I can be and what I will be. An endless space of infinite ponder and wonder.

Leaves come down
and brush against my forehead
as I walk underneath its rain.
It stands tall and mighty
like nothing can tear it down.
Somehow the belief
of infinity flourishes,
thought its roots,
up its spine,
and out through its tips.

I stare from its feet,
stuck into the ground,
without the ability to move.
How can such a being be happy.
How can it live.
How can it prosper.
I wish I would understand
but I cant.
I cant comprehend
how people and nature live
without moving
without seeing things.

I guess I expect too much
and am oblivious to everything else
I already have.
Why cant I just be happy.
Why do I have to care.
I want to be rooted and learn to live.

as a kid I believed

I thought of the stars as high in a sky grown

from the ground up straight for a hundred years

in the eye-shaped pattern of sight I

with my *****-shoes dug slugging heaps in steps eighty-years

long like there was somewhere else to be or go but o this is it I'm

stuck in the awe of an out-of-focus centre and infinity that scares

me but is truly just a blurred hour glass fallen on its this side