Ravenous maw in the pulp of the core of it all Postulate contrast holds hooks in the constants that rule your world Spaces in between, crawling into me
I will contest that the third side of the coin is where the coin is not The good, the bad, and the arbitrary writhe Look, observe the subject's reflection in observation of where the subject is not
Silver smooth rhyme from a bard's tongue could only describe A lack at the face of the source, indignation for all she's not Apple in her teeth, arrow in between
Idiosyncratic patterns carved in air Form a grid to comprehend the rhythm shared Quality derives in gaps between the lines All that is and all that is not are one
In this one moment of singularity I find myself in rapture Raptured by the power of time In eons we are dust upon the air
Ravenous maw in the pulp of the core of it all Postulate contrast holds hooks in the constants that rule your world Spaces in between, crawling into me
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