Saturday, April 8, 2017

Hundred Years Valentine

You and I and we
Write our history
Our X or foolish flourish
As the gods intend
Eternity is round after all
Not what the flat-earthers taught
You would fall off
Into nothingness Gehenna
And live no more
Even if it takes a hundred years
For one moment to appear
Of true sight you and I and we
Saw it weaves and dances
For pure delight

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