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Slow Burn...
“Remember tonight… for it is the beginning of always”
-Dante Aligbieri
By the law of conservation of mass, the engineer found reasons to be neither destroyed nor created.
Half sleeping half waiting for the heart to precipitate self-promises.
Physical and mental were to execute a single replacement, human biology, please excuse my feelings.
Skeleton equation mirrored what troubled reflections whisper and yet remained stagnant in the locked see-through closet of the laboratory.
Trying to find the words to pray, little secrets, little singing while the word equation is written on the wall with no extra complications.
What she was waiting for, but she just can’t stop waiting.
Stories and molecules are liberally defusing in the room, cheating on Avogadro’s law. She noticed and closed the window. Curtains follow.
We know that roses are red, she saturates loving particles in copper-sulfate to justify the blues dripping down the lute of wisdom.
We know that her robes are white, oxygen perfusing via buccal artery and trying to revitalize her two turquoise rings. Immersed in the crystal cold ocean she turned transparent, we see the hidden pearl, the raw her, the beautiful.
