This is the impossible event
horizon,
and these words, the
impossible event
This is the improbable even horizon
and these written words, the impossible event.
Why do I think I can paint
pictures
on the canvas of another's
mind,
Why do I think I can paint pictures
on the canvas of another's mind,
mix the real and the imagined,
in a suspension of shared
humanity?
mix the real and the imagined
in a suspense of shared humanity?
I trust this will allow me
the briefest of connections,
I trust this will allow me
the briefest of connections,
a validation of my single existence;
validation of existence;
the hive mind, now disconnected.
original from Change in the Wind
©Copyright Niall OConnor 2014
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Awesome. ..
ReplyDeleteLovely poem Niall!
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