O, But A Speck Poem by A.Z. McCoy

O, But A Speck

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Cosmonotic, the gnostic revels in
The deepening sky, ever deepened
'Twixt some thumb and forefinger
The azure-hued guise, upward dark
Lifted firmament in coiled beyond
Cold Reason wrapped in Chaotic Love
It's with these dancers
In Eternal waltz
We sing our moment
Under that which breathes
Color
Shrouded in the timepiece's bottleneck
Living out our deaths

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Eldin Van Der Walt 27 January 2014

Really enjoy your work, very creative and clever.

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