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Poem – Penrose steps

One. This is the first step. Star gazing, whilst we are plain sailing. And the moon phasing. Singing a tune that only you and I know.


Two. Light exploding, pain slowing down every breath that I take. I can only dream. Life and its lies, little pleas. Stare at me, dangerously.

Three. Entropy. Particles stop colliding. Friends who stop confiding. Shadows fall. Ignored calls. I could have given more, but we stall.

Four. Back up, reality, a paper cut a tiny wound, stinging with venom, relentlessly, intensely, condenses me, darkness senses thee, destroys me, spoils me like an only son. Star-gazing, moon phasing. Singing, again. Back to the beginning.


by Anonymous

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