(: Gravities Pull :)
Gravitas Pull
The Pull of the Gravitas
(: Segway :)
a chosen reality
one none inclusive
of others
(: A Traveler I Be :)
So many conversations
too noisy
be one with something
traveler
the universe knows more than you
it does
so trust it
a traveler I be
a shooting star
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Last two, for now
Gravity's Purpose
"a rocky, muddy planet"
"Wow, it took a while to come up with that!"
"Yes."
"and its renewable energy?"
"yes, the planet is the star food
all material is star food
and the stars
produce all material
so says the astrophysicist
at University where he ran into ...
something
the pencil and the erasure
delete the words
and they're never missed
by you
the deleter
you know, things are always missed
as things are always found
"a rocky, muddy planet"
"Wow, it took a while to come up with that!"
"Yes."
"and its renewable energy?"
"yes, the planet is the star food
all material is star food
and the stars
produce all material
so says the astrophysicist
at University where he ran into ...
something
the pencil and the erasure
delete the words
and they're never missed
by you
the deleter
you know, things are always missed
as things are always found
Gravity
the energy that is dark
it is the gravity
because
this energy is cold and rocky
cold and rocky
it is
cold and rocky
it is
cold and rocky
when you're a miner's
brother
nephew
son of a gun
miner
goin down
into the mine
it is dark for sure
there are many odd sounds
muffled, mysterious
like the whoot of an owl
or the whine of a distance aeroplane
those wonderful student pilots
of Purdue
nay it is gravity
gravity above all else
that is my destiny
the metal taste in my mouth
the cold of the grave
shrink me, so I may dwell
in my grave
it is the gravity
because
this energy is cold and rocky
cold and rocky
it is
cold and rocky
it is
cold and rocky
when you're a miner's
brother
nephew
son of a gun
miner
goin down
into the mine
it is dark for sure
there are many odd sounds
muffled, mysterious
like the whoot of an owl
or the whine of a distance aeroplane
those wonderful student pilots
of Purdue
nay it is gravity
gravity above all else
that is my destiny
the metal taste in my mouth
the cold of the grave
shrink me, so I may dwell
in my grave
Feathered
I saw a lion he was standing alone
with some seafood in a jar,
on the street corner
in a jacket that was a fine leather,
like those old birds of a feather
with some seafood in a jar,
on the street corner
in a jacket that was a fine leather,
like those old birds of a feather
Bubble Gum
All Bubbles
are like Universes
exploring always
looking always
pop!
then
needing to rest
like a baby
in the comfortable spot
a baby bubble
born again
are like Universes
exploring always
looking always
pop!
then
needing to rest
like a baby
in the comfortable spot
a baby bubble
born again
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