Metaphysics

Pleasure is pain
When touch sparks gain


Pain prompts pleasure
In fake measure


Think upon thoughts
In shady plots


Thoughts that you think
Slip on vain brink


Pure physics tells
Space and time gel


Tell physics then
As form grows when


Truth is a face
When time knows grace


A face greets truth
Feel grace fund proof


Time and space mesh
A funny flash


Mesh space and time
In cosmic rhyme


Sense ample spheres
Abrupt right here


Spheres beyond sense
Transfix odd tense


Old makes new how
How circles now




Leon Enriquez
26 July 2017
Singapore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Kiser Avatar
July 27, 2017 at 3:49 AM
An interesting couplet to ponder. I thoroughly enjoyed reading and pondering this one.
Enriquez Avatar
July 28, 2017 at 12:10 PM
Dear M L Kiser: Thank you for your kind words. Glad this experimental style resonated well with you. All the best then, Leon.
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