what if equilibrium
were a fractalled mirror
what if we held it
half of it in the light
half of it in the darkness
and looked at ourselves
would we not cry
Once I met a quite serious scientist In the underground going east On my way to a tryst in Bayleaf They looked at me with googly eyes And ...
No comments:
Post a Comment
Avis sur la chose en question
Feedback on the thing in question