Poetry: FURTHER ADVENTURES IN ABSTRACT PHYSICS!
The Courtesy Of Death Is That it Removes Us From What is Killing Us.
Death Rides with Mercy & A Silver Chain our Golden Souls to Claim.
And if it Knows your Pain, it Never Needs to Know your Name
You are on the Syllabus, Scratched by Fury just the Same.
Though, if it comes at me early, it will be pulling out lame.
This is a poem.
These are my seeds
& This Is How I sow ‘em.
Roasted By Irony
Toasted While Crying Out,
The Diamond is Cursed by the Same Thing that Raises its Value;
Too Much Reflection.
What broods degrades even as it grows.
And the Great Contradiction of Existence is that
it May Be All an Illusion,
It is No Less Real because of it.
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MILANO Feb 2nd, 2016
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