Reverse Polarity
Direct, straight, and true,
to the sun the crow doth fly to you.
High above the event horizon,
on Icarus currents, his outstretched wings fly on,
and in the heat of his passion, only to suffer some fowl doom.
Alternating her course, the leviathan swam,
not nearly as ancient as the great “I Am.”
Deep beneath the bluest of blue oceans,
she...
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