A million soundbites hover
Between you and the sound of the night breeze
Licking the foreign trees outside
Between your eyes and the stars
This flickering, decaying phantom
Interplay of your mathematical curiosity +
Your linguistic addiction
Enough
Was a classical fallacy
The whole system is multiplicity
Our interior worlds,
The inner temple behind our eyes
The garden of our globe,
Our outer sanctuaries beyond our bodies
Let go of this
Meet me in a raindrop
Let the sun unwrite us
a new Decalogue
in dance.
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