pianissimo... pianissimo...
there is a leak that drips
ecstatically against my eardrum
there is a light that pours
out on the other side of the earth
as darkness tips over onto me
there is a thought that has
wound it's way around atoms
and galaxies, from the big bang
to the end of entropy
there is a pleasant refrain
and there is a coldness
at absolute zero
which I cannot fathom.
4 comments:
I like this one. Please tell the poem that I think s/he is well done and a good representation of the world as I see it.
Uh... the poem can hear you dummy.
Sky's writing is amazing, constant, and richly ornamented with cool words and great metre.
When is the next band practise so we can try 3 part harmonies and delay pedal geese?
now now boys, it's patently obvious that both of you are dumb.
that wasn't me that said that, it was an impostor poem!
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