monolith

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unknowing,
in the midst of calculating

the signal to noise ratio of a hydrogen bomb that could fracture tectonics
the impact of colliding quasars on quarks
the bottom of a fractal

a door swung open
a door clicked shut

and dejected shoes
thumped softly
down the corridor

for the last time

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AmyfriendAmyfriendover 17 years ago
Neat...

I'll leave him alone he's far too busy for me, 'Again'... Goodbye.

KOLKOREKOLKOREover 17 years ago
Waiting for the second shoe...

Intense and cohesive. Filled with existential angst, but you feel it, correction - mostly you can hear it! And the up and down movement between galactic images and intimate ones unites the universe into one reverberating and seemingly potentially highly unstable universe. Can someone turn down the volume?

AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
I admire.....

...the unassuming intelligence used in this poem. monolith in lower case is the perfect title. Congrats on a winner MinnieMo.

Tess - admiringly.

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
wonderful

Did I just step through the literary door to the Twilight Zone ~ mystical happenings.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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All those images of trying to solve such minor mysteries while the greatest mystery of all results in his walking down the hall. That's the mystery requiring the greatest time and exploration by a man ~ what goes on in the mind of a woman?

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