Pitch pupil portal dilate,
Betray an understanding;
Fear comprehension doth create,
Beholding human standing.
Cower, creep, in sleep, in death,
Yet solid real infinity;
Described in physics, not by breath,
False fatal phantom trinity.
No guiding star but palpable
Leads this infinitesimal.
Purposelessness of all mankind
Rolls black and bloated bursting mind.
Copyright © 2001 Adam Lyons
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