i was a scientist once
sought an organizing system
and called it evolution
my approach is hard-wired
into my brain,
terrified of my own
conclusions
all things shall pass away,
my holy creed
i gave birth twice and my children
were small birds i hand fed with
love
there are sides to a box, equations
to solidify
and the mirror of recognition will always
draw the hand
writing on the wall
I swear
never again to purchase doubt
at the end of my experiment,
after
untold lifetimes, i am here again,
walking the earth for the first time,
the cat's in the cradle and the dawn
lights a new day of my arrival.
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Now I have me wondering what
Now I have me wondering what I was thinking writing that poem. hahaha!
~A