I don't even want to MENTION. how long. it's been. Let's just call it a lost weekend and pretend I'm still 29...
FRACTAL EQUATIONS
The world is a bloom of infinite thoughts
and that would be beauty enough
but for the elegant pains we endure
to prove our true love for the stuff.
So a low-grade malaise sinks in like a coin
tossed in to the well for a prayer;
it floats like a dancer caught up by two arms
then drops to the bottom of care.
Like a cat spotting shadows the rest of us can't
there are few who can see past the doors
to the vast undulation of sunsets beyond;
a fractal equation of stars.
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