We are part of some mechanism
Connected, yet may ain’t know each other
Spinning around like the twin planets
But we ain’t just two,
It’s a mystery made of symmetry
Everything here has to be balanced
This is infinite
Spitted out mathematics
And a negligible bit
We are of it.

A correlation at its maximum
Velocity rotates our centers
But in different directions
Crushed dreams
Triggering high hopes
One emerges another elopes
Water, fire
Idiots and liars
It has vacuum for every
Forth and prior.

We may never had a thought of it
But our universe this infinite
Might as well fit in the width of a paper
And why not?
It’s just mathematics.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Uncle Tree says:

    Good write and good take on this very dark matter!

    1. Thank you for your kind feedback.

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