Dimensional slippage
conceived from without
Length, width, and height
time squared thereabout
Spacetime endemic
on gravity’s spire
Black Holes ill rumored
supernova inspired
Fourth, fifth, and sixth
but then nobody’s sure
With logic’s deception
embraced more and more
The system it’s flawed
in both structure and form
Pulling you into
the physicist’s norm
Till that day you falter
and turn from it all
When the out becomes in
— and you answer the call
(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
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Without me
you’re nothing
With me
— nothing more
(Dreamsleep: July, 2024)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: July 1st, 2024 09:56
- Category: Unclassified
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