A Priori Blues

Living alone

in quantum space

vibrations

dually churn

 

Hiding behind

a simple rhyme

their essence

undiscerned

 

Turned into words

exposed at last

where time and

memory join

 

Feigning the praise

for something they’re not

disparaged

— and purloined

 

(Villanova University: May, 2024)

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