A poem of perception.


Logical and never complex, a flat plain ahead.

No vanishing point horizion, never gazing up.

Book of science all of certainty, linear meets a wall.

The one less of solid, in time collapsing.

Walking through, meeting in a moment of truth.

 


Submitted: May 03, 2018

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