that So Cal
On the spot free verse 4
Unlit eyes and flicker screens.
Twelve beating hearts
and a dozen rotten thoughts.
Opposite ends played through the middle.
Yet Center folds and life seems unrazed.
Chaos theory eats the butterfly;
Father the mother and
become your grandfater.
(Or just erase yourself.)
Confused? Then have an apple slice.
Newton couldn't deal with the pie.
So he had a piece of gravity.
So drop the act and I'll drop your moon.
'Cause wild eyes can't wee without halogen beams.
But its good for me and you
who see clearly in the blind.
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