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| I looked in from the out At Infinity's domain I chuckled and I jeered At such a silly name Breathing its stale air Of mine so few they knew One more sparsite Exceptions were in lieu I took another glance Then thrice a second time Pondering the lack Justice unfit the crime For trapped inside my cube Seemed smaller than the rest Unending darkness fell Upon my bended crest Entombed within my cube Infinite appeared without Dachte ohne Rason Screamed me a silent shout With founded keys in hand Broke I my blackened cube To catch a glimpse of real An Infinity of a rube To say The Evermore Is possessed in one small space Would be a paradox Most regard uncommonplace But in my mind of plenty A theory such is lubed For in the schizophrenic Infinity is always cubed February 5, 2002 |
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