Hexagonal Prism
Hear the silence passing from sphere to sphere,
As if mocked in private grinning from ear to ear,
Cosmic thunder starts from nothing for nothing was always here,
Infinity shudders and quakes then another reappears,
Liquid in dimensions but solid in existence to epoch a cosmic year,
Fusion in parsecs burning out nonsense to simply disappear,
A lonely earth because in this birth we hide all that we fear,
Coexist when nothing makes sense is an ancient curse we must persevere.
(2017)
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