i look at fragments that once were thought
energy turned from mass to ideation
i wonder by what pathways these were brought
from chaos and old night into creation
the act of thinking makes a man a god
but he leaps backward fearful of the power
declares some fear of an avenging rod
or thinks that it is never quite the hour
a woman thinks decides and then enacts
without the fright that comes from the divine
here are my thoughts here are the flat facts
they're all included here in the outline
the power to do all this is we assume
what nature gives us till we reach the tomb
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
30 October 2006
education
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