with my
rough
right hand
i
pick up
the shattered
pieces
of my heart
to collect
in my
cupped
gnarled
left hand
while
the immanently
turbulent
fluid dynamics
modeled with a
maelstrom
of
zeroes
and
ones
crumbles
as a
creation
of
chaos of binaries
with
no flesh
nor blood
the ancient
gravitational waves
pull me
into you
and unfathomed,
my heart
feels you
unrevealed
secrets
hidden
meanings
unknown
and
unknowable
my heart
loves
you
though i
never
found
you
- Author: Bicicletta ( Offline)
- Published: May 19th, 2024 18:42
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 4
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