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From Inside A Prison Cell, You Hear The Sound Of Rippling Water
by Tom Goss
There is no solution
to this iron-eyed predicament.
For the scything blades of sentience
shall always eviscerate the curious.
As each bloodied mind-corpse speedily reanimates,
knowledge spreads in unfathomable circles like raucous laughter,
widening the very bounds of reality.
Listen.
Put your ear
to the walls of space-time.
Let the unstoppable rhythms
of the universe drown your ship of Self
in innumerable planets, stars and singularities.
Do not attempt to struggle,
for the only escape lies in the stars,
and they get farther away every second.
There is no solution
to this iron-eyed predicament.
For the scything blades of sentience
shall always eviscerate the curious.
09/07/2012 Author's Note: Brand new one will be in my 2nd book. The first is only 7 bucks (I'll send ya one free if you'll review it ;)
http://www.amazon.com/Holding-Bruised-Blossoms-Attempted-Genetic/dp/1461049482
Posted on 09/07/2012
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