Wednesday 15 July 2009

WEDNESDAY 15th JULY 2009.

I see behind
The buildings and the trees,
The people and their fleas.

Beneath
The pavement and its pools,
The strata’s molecules.

Between
The centuries that shrink,
The particles that blink.

Beyond
The anchor of infinity,
The canons of it symmetry.

Beside
The stillness of the end,
The final curtain’s blend.

Before
The master of the house,
The heart of whereabouts.

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