It's a mystery for mathematical systems
the alignment is always off
when in large enough scales is calculated
and there I sit
with a cup of Chaufet and make for words
in the chaos of thoughts
to stare into grains.
Then for an equation of the equinox's found
and a different one for [ ]
then far into our solar system I cast
a projection of self
only to find one for each planet exists
there for the sequences,
I am lost for names.
Even beyond is far more complicated to see
for trajectories entire galaxies
then I return to here, only to look
into my cup
and find it empty, and I am speechless
for I remember not that
I put it to my lips. |