follow one word
unto the other.
direction squared of
pale to time felt.
who cuts who first,
does dark pierce light
or is it that light
i can only assume
it depends upon the situation.
basely basking in the brilliance,
darkness marks prominence.
where as wallowing within the darkness,
such luster lividly lacerates.
contemplation reveals a subjective relativity.
i think both fairly deluge sensation
unable of compromise, regardless
of particular situation.
i must accept both dark and light
as being opposing perfunctory equivalents.
speaking contradiction, each lend
to one anothers being.
circles spinning straighter lines,
than disorder connecting of dots.
lines arc and bend
to rational irrationality.
reason rests upon doubt,
which questions itself.
make what isn’t
of what is.
i enjoy science.
i appreciate what it reveals.
i especially enjoy the fact that i’m
a nervous system
that can easily be deceived.
what is truth founded upon deception?
i’m a logician, but to me,
they seem self-refuting concepts.
with open arms i embrace you
but how i’ll stab you with doubt.
because my experience differs to that of science.