A Priori Blues

May 21, 2024

Living alone

in quantum space

vibrations

dually churn

Hiding behind

a simple rhyme

their essence

undiscerned

Turned into words

exposed at last

where time and

memory join

Feigning the praise

for something they’re not

disparaged

— and purloined

(Villanova University: May, 2024)

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