Real number lines in pale valleys
impale the wind through lanes and alleys
I'll run through alice while chaining my gift
Is my hair a blip in styrofoam wings?
Some space within organic ode
told time to shutup so I'm told
so paths were split to line a face
so math was spilt within its space
Is hair sleep or the lane
in a print of a toe?
The hare that drops as I fly?
Note the wetness on the brow
Note the wetness in the clouds
Note the time nigh, night, and near
Note that reality was never here.
Last edited by Adolescent09; 11-30-2013 at 11:59 PM.
My hide hides the heart inside
I like the way it sounds, Adolescent, although I'm not sure what it means.
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
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Nice idea of space telling time to shut up. I was expecting the fourth line to rhyme with the third, but perhaps it doesn't matter. The last line was pretty good. It brings one back around to the first word on line 1.
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