Thursday, November 29, 2007

Nerves(A Cosmology)


Stars, shocks of heavenly synapses, enlighten.
We bend to their grave arrangement.

 Darkness is the song.

Sages invoke eternity
in thrall to the neon din of modernity.
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1 comment:

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