Omniscient

It moves in dimensions I cannot understand,

Through patterns I cannot fathom,

In ways I can never imagine;

Holding my attention in a trance...

It looks familiar,

Like a moment of deja vu but I can't place it,

Like a distant memory long forgotten,

Like the itch in the centre of your back;

You know it's there, but you just can't reach it...

Spinning around me like a vortex,

It shows me possibilities and dreams,

Assumptions and estimates;

Projections and conclusions surround me and entwine with my soul,

And for a moment I am everything...

Like grains of rice on a chess board,

I am the exponential.

I am the exponent.

I am the beginning and the end, the pattern and the symmetry.

I am all I am, and I am I.

It moves in dimensions I occupy,

Through patterns I created,

In ways of my design...

I never saw it look so beautiful.

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Softly

Counterbalance this inequality by raising the frequency at which you oscillate,

And you will find your wavelength proper,

As does light and matter.

Inseperable except at the smallest level,

Fluctuations in stability begin to tweak my focus,

Consciously making an effort to keep it all together.

Colours, sights, sounds begin to permeate your soul, my core.

Did I begin this journey?

Or are you concluding it?

I just don't remember any more...

The equation sits as it always has,

Balanced as a result of my oscillations...

Am I slowing down?

You just don't remember anymore...

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Fresh Like Winter

My alarm wakes me in a daze,

And I thump it in its stupid head.

"Shhh... You bastard thing." I grumble,

I fall out of bed, rubbing my face,

And stumble my way to the loo,

"Fuckin' early should be asleep still, fuckin'... " I mumble.

The cold water shocks me,

The warm makes me sleepy,

And the colour of my piss concerns me...

I pull on my socks and shoes,

And make a cup of tea,

It steams away in the chilly breeze.

The frost bites the end of my nose,

My feet crunch in the grass.

And my breath fogs the air ahead of me.

The sun glows gold in a clear blue sky,

And the world feels almost brand new.

Like someone built it over night,

Brick by brick,

Tree by tree,

Person by person,

And suddenly I forget what I was miserable about...

By Looshkin.

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