Dreaming an Enigma



A machine of infinite codes,
An enigma for a mindful earthquake,
The square root of a five star room,
First class seat integrated as a function of ‘x’,
Divided through the lands,
Imprisoning the self in a windowless cube,
An imitation of a known equation,
That was meant to explain identity loss,
Where the product of the north and south poles
Would create a hyperbola,
Drawn on the tears of humanity,
Coded to trap me beyond recognition.


Thursday, 30th of April 2015

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