Hidden Structure
Beauty wilts and love will flucture what remains is hidden structure
blushing primes sly chiding knots intertwine betwixt our thoughts
creation lives to create chipping from the ob’lisk slate
talk amoungst our little selves speculating filling shelves
search we will and see we’ll not blindness is our earthly lot
but the voice of the void is vast notice it through the nets we cast
Written on January 5, 2019