I’m Triaxial,
In geometry,
This X, Y, and Z…
Caged by coordinates–
So planar, unfree
And time’s forward flow,
Just won’t let me go,
It’s sometimes too fast…
Then, relatively too slow
There’s a down direction,
That pulls with oppression,
Gravity’s fixed force–
A constant compression
When force is innate,
I’m stuck at it’s rate,
Sunken and buried,
By pressurized weight
And, in this void,
Nothing’s destroyed,
Change is the constant,
From which all is deployed
While my perception,
Is a small projection,
Of fundamentals,
Below our detection
I myself am just an extension
Of laws Beyond comprehension…
I’m suffocating, blind
Stuck here, in this damn Third Dimension