#uncontainable - Hello Poetry

I have slept in the skulls for decades curled beneath centuries of silence . patient as stone, quiet as dead. waiting for one mind to catch my violence. I outlasted Galileo's dungeon walls. I survived the pyres, the shackles, the ban. I hid in the margins of banned manuscripts, then leapt like fire from man to man. I was the jingle Spartacus carried in chains. I was the formula Archimedes carved into tomb. I moved through Newton watching an apple fall, and made the whole architecture of heaven known. Tyrants have locked me behind stone-walls and firewalls burned the libraries where I made my bed, but I need only one throat left uncut, one speaker alive, and I am never dead. I am the Nile when its season arrives. No dam holds me long, I find the fault, One hairline crack in any wall, and I break free without a halt. I turned sand into silicon, symbols into code. I threaded mathematics through a vacuum tube until a machine could think. I was the salt Gandhi lifted from the sea at Dandi, the four words King repeated till they crossed the line. the consent Locke said no king could take without asking, the clock Einstein broke and warped spacetime. No vaccine reaches me. No quarantine holds. I pass through handshakes, books, a stranger's eyes I am the oldest plague the sapiens know the only one that makes the dead ones rise. You cannot uninvent me. You cannot choose to not have thought. Every child who asks WHY… carries me, uncaged and untaught. So when you feel me stir behind your eyes, when a sentence cracks your certainties in two ; do not mistake this for coincidence. I have been looking for someone like you. I am the child of your curiosity, Spouse of your desire.. I am contagious. I am immortal. I am Idea.

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Mar 19

Mar 19, 2026 at 7:53 PM UTC

himquantum

I am contagious

I have slept in the skulls for decades curled beneath centuries of silence . patient as stone, quiet as dead. waiting for one mind to catch my violence. I outlasted Galileo's dungeon walls. I survived the pyres, the shackles, the ban. I hid in the margins of banned manuscripts, then leapt like fire from man to man. I was the jingle Spartacus carried in chains. I was the formula Archimedes carved into tomb. I moved through Newton watching an apple fall, and made the whole architecture of heaven known. Tyrants have locked me behind stone-walls and firewalls burned the libraries where I made my bed, but I need only one throat left uncut, one speaker alive, and I am never dead. I am the Nile when its season arrives. No dam holds me long, I find the fault, One hairline crack in any wall, and I break free without a halt. I turned sand into silicon, symbols into code. I threaded mathematics through a vacuum tube until a machine could think. I was the salt Gandhi lifted from the sea at Dandi, the four words King repeated till they crossed the line. the consent Locke said no king could take without asking, the clock Einstein broke and warped spacetime. No vaccine reaches me. No quarantine holds. I pass through handshakes, books, a stranger's eyes I am the oldest plague the sapiens know the only one that makes the dead ones rise. You cannot uninvent me. You cannot choose to not have thought. Every child who asks WHY… carries me, uncaged and untaught. So when you feel me stir behind your eyes, when a sentence cracks your certainties in two ; do not mistake this for coincidence. I have been looking for someone like you. I am the child of your curiosity, Spouse of your desire.. I am contagious. I am immortal. I am Idea.

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___I am sand___ _- drifting formlessly, settling briefly; dusting edges traced clean by housekeeping’s judicious forefinger._ ___I am sand___ _- black with iron and ****** wrath; shattering glassily against a wine-stained ceiling._ ___I am sand___ _- my trespasses turned to pearl; rippled and flurrying, wedged between sandal-clad toes._ ___I am sand___ _- porous with desire yet disarmed by possibility; a fortress on the brink of invasion by the sea._ ___I am sand___ _- recalled to the desert, claggy with melancholy; a loping caravan of travail, westward bound._ ___I am sand___ _- measureless and infinitely uncontainable; sifting from hour to hour...and life to life._

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Sep 7, 2020

Sep 7, 2020 at 3:40 AM UTC

annh

I Am Sand

___I am sand___ _- drifting formlessly, settling briefly; dusting edges traced clean by housekeeping’s judicious forefinger._ ___I am sand___ _- black with iron and ****** wrath; shattering glassily against a wine-stained ceiling._ ___I am sand___ _- my trespasses turned to pearl; rippled and flurrying, wedged between sandal-clad toes._ ___I am sand___ _- porous with desire yet disarmed by possibility; a fortress on the brink of invasion by the sea._ ___I am sand___ _- recalled to the desert, claggy with melancholy; a loping caravan of travail, westward bound._ ___I am sand___ _- measureless and infinitely uncontainable; sifting from hour to hour...and life to life._

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Day dreamer Fantastical lover Lack of logic Eyes too vivid Shallow morals Liquid voice Calloused fingers Satin skin Maim my being In just the right way Unravel my mind Kiss my trauma away Bruise my soul Watch it bleed in your palm Lap at my tears But please never console Broken promises Inky laughs Tighten your grip I cherish this dance

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Oct 5, 2017

Oct 5, 2017 at 7:39 PM UTC

b-chapman

Taurus Whims

Day dreamer Fantastical lover Lack of logic Eyes too vivid Shallow morals Liquid voice Calloused fingers Satin skin Maim my being In just the right way Unravel my mind Kiss my trauma away Bruise my soul Watch it bleed in your palm Lap at my tears But please never console Broken promises Inky laughs Tighten your grip I cherish this dance

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