note: what if truth is a mosaic, not a linear progression? some serious labels for this one.
consulting constellations:
imposed lattice of lights.
immobile monoliths, pin
points of ancient shine.
our telescopic origins.
unescorted, a singular
dot.
invisible plots between
stars affixed with what.
directed bloodjets, one
way tickets. a rocket to
heaven. pocketing mars
in venusgreen socket.
trace aquarius. chart out
gemini. erect pretend
bridges to signify lines.
separate stars and their
imagined connection. a
rocket up to heaven. we
demand one dimension
and are given eleven.
3 footnotes:
I have a thought about this.
to signify lines.
separate stars and their
imagined connection. a
rocket up to heaven. we
demand one dimension
and are given eleven.
All of it is strong, but I paid most attention here. Well-placed words. I want to rap it. I want to give it a sick beat, yo.
I can't wait until you're here.
I like 'dot', too.
awww. thanks. I gave this poem to a professor today - if his reaction is good maybe I'll start thinking more seriously about this ridiculous "abandon academics" idea...
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