More Words In Math

[deep_inthe_high]

there's a spinning of webs
there's a screaming of pens
a living, breathing body
has set out to get me

there's a casting of shadows
there's an army of numbers
that have built up to own me

and flinging their arrows that are
made out of holes
that lead me to the other side

the colors of pleasure
there is no gravity

there is common sense
and an equilibrium of all

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open paper
she can't figure
out what she's
made of
she can't think feel
be light like me
we can't please
be me

a white black hole
that defines the universe
but has nothing to do
with anything
close paper