From that point too distant to know
Closer than you think
Echoes through the starlight
Questions logic’s link
Conscious rationale disturbed
Sun’s fire burns in you
Don’t be afraid of ending days
Lust for time that does not exist

Blank air more solid than steel
Hand never passes through nothing
Cosmos web like dodecahedron of rubber bands
Bind us tight together
Love me
Love this
Don’t hate yourself
Truth in my eyes
One only of itself
God’s word in number

All thought in vain


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