Nothing
I can't see nothing in the mist
Because I am inclined to be missed
When I strive so diligently to exist
Why do I always insist
That I be so lovingly kissed
In a vacuum field that doesn't exist
I think it makes me abjectly distressed
In a universe that seems to persist
Despite all of our attempts to resist
The very reality that we often missed
And where we all fail to coexist
A symbolic sketch!
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Poetry from a Calm Heart.
PuisiThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases.
