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M Genth

Ecliptic plane, humane obliquity

The second waltz, Dmitri Shostakovitch
A montage, all assertions from art
From Luchino’s Gatopardo to Joe Wright’s art
Maybe I should be using a world apart
A plane made of fractals, Godel’s incompleteness
A dusk with two black points in the horizon’s offing
A way of assuming one’s semiresoluteness,
A liquidity, a bless or Caribbean voodoo
Gone under my skin to go all the way,
To make today an unpredictably day.
 
Today is the first of the month May
Workers day, that epical, inspiring song
Spirit the world have not yet carried on.
Feast of reunited characters up Olympus Mons
To come and converge about a project at play,
 
Today of May there’s no converging nor reunion
Steel of will to reinvent and persist, one’s union
Conceding nothing but the product of one’s realization
 
Today is the moment to ignore defamation
To be blind by choice and acute by nature
To save one time for gift, not ever present
Absent by design, Taurus by sign, I am mine.

Lone anniversary deviation.

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