08 September 2025

To Build a Bridge (poetry)

 

To build a bridge of intimacy
over a thousand meaningless streams
of consciousness and novel things
living colors disappearing
like shadows

A thermometer reaches the high point
to where it crashes and breaks
splintering glass like a false vacuum
created as destiny in a bottle
like shadows

Personalizing history and philosophical perspective
sharing drives and data about the world
cosmology and quanta
wars wreaking havoc and economic ruin
like shadows.

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