Poem (sort of, I'm not a poet)

[darWIN]

Go


Although I see your universe before me
I live with the knowledge that I can only capture
a little piece of you

As I bare my universe before you, naked

Although our minds are shared piece by piece,
on the wooden board
I live with the knowledge that one must
destroy the other

Win or lose
I saw a piece of creation in you
With these eyes so important to you
And so meaningless to the ones with large ears

But it is eyes I want, and eyes I shall have.
Is that the universe
Or only your reflection
Staring back at you

(I told you, it doesn't rhyme and it's stupid, but it's cryptic and confusing, so whatever, poem it is then. special note: I'm referring to human eyes, not go eyes.)

[Bonobo]

I don’t agree with the stated necessity that

one must
destroy the other

but … “like”.

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Oh, and where did I read that one is a poet in the moment when they create poetry … so what?

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Tom