My dearest,

pipe dream

What is known cannot be spoken.

What is heard may ever bleed.

What is felt remains undefined

in a cubic culture

of a spherical nature.

Switch Switch

flow be transmuted accidentally

Alchemically into form

as rules dissipate in becoming the law

in which thinking won’t suffice.

 

– May

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