ALARIC
I love everything equally : loving nothing less.
The squandered geometry of the open sky;
light, spacious, wide and growing. Nothing
less than that will hold me anyway, so it might
all as well be real. Long doze and the wintry,
dark night. Deep black sky, moon and stars.
At once, and all together, this time ties its
knot. String theory, indeed!
I love everything equally : loving nothing less.
The squandered geometry of the open sky;
light, spacious, wide and growing. Nothing
less than that will hold me anyway, so it might
all as well be real. Long doze and the wintry,
dark night. Deep black sky, moon and stars.
At once, and all together, this time ties its
knot. String theory, indeed!
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