Trying to quantify uncertainty, I am;
Reinventing Daedalus' craft,
Losing oneself in a Labyrinth, and no golden clew
To show the way of escape;
Sewing zeroes onto the exponent
Like feathers onto wings
That will only fall apart when used.
Watch me collide with all I thought
I'd left far behind me.
Falling from the sun, too exhausted to be free
Under the depths, with a dead mind
That can move no wakeful limbs.
(3 July 2011.)
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