Friday, June 25, 2010

distance

i stand in my parallel line, grounded by invisible tattoos on the soles of my feet, attached to this manifestation of the soil, comets flying overhead shooting sparks, hoping that spacetime will curve just so, by some unusual interaction of a given arrangement of quantum particles... curve just so that my fingertips can reach for your fingertips, you grounded on your parallel line, invisible tattoos threading you to that manifestation of that soil, watching the comets go by.

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