Thursday, July 17, 2014

Blood, GUTs, Glory - 07/17/14

No direct product
of groups
will give any
unification
of these disjoint hearts,
no matter
how many new quanta
of thought
you add.
There is no representation
that fits
every sigh and lie
and hope
fizzing through
neurons
during all the songs
that remind me
of you.

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