my understanding of time altered
by perception and sensation of
you
correlating to a fixed point in space of
which there is no such true thing except
in the exception of relation to another
fixed and unfixed location of a thing
which brings me to formulate a certain
precipice
before which a multitude of undeniable
things are put to the edge of a question
and set to raise their own answers or
death. Such as permanence,
impermanence. Creation and
destruction. Such things as words and
understanding. Communion and the
essence of a meaning unattached to
word but an isolated case like a solo
flight of white bird that hangs suspended
beyond the reach of the black night of
time and or gravity unseamingly
disintegrates in the presence of such
highly unmarkable things. such as you.
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