2014-04-27

詩 The Big Bang

Singularity
Now
My concentration
Keeps it from expanding out
Into messy dissolution

No past, no present
Only possibilities
How long can I ignore them?
Resentments, regrets
Fears and obligations

Infinite density
Purity of thought
All history in an instant
The paradox of being here now

All else is illusion

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April 27, National Poetry Writing Month (3 more days to go!)

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