"octahedral" poems
Flatten the Earth. Peel the orange
into a butterfly
Octahedral symmetry guarantees it
**** Euclid assumed
How can we be sure of anything anymore?
If we question the fundamental postulates
Do social norms work as postulates?
We assume X, therefore X is true
Cease your baseless premise
Stop the assumption
Deconstruct and be free
Yet we can never be free
Liberation is what we crave
A liberation from power
from language
from truth
from meaning
and yet it chases us down
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC