Nano
I.
Clear now
No miniscule remorse or infinitesimal decay
Not splintered by sunlight
Devoid of tubes and dots
Plundering mathematics
This map of science
We navigate from
Looking smaller and smaller
For our answers
As if there is a point
Where we will either
Disappear
Or understand
II.
No sunlight tubes
As if our not is smaller
And our infinitesimal answers
To navigate this decaying map of smaller
As if we were dots ourselves
Or the clearest Plunderings Disappear
Microscopically splintered
We were mathematics
For there this either understands
Or devoid of remorse
Looking here and point towards science
Peter Ciccariello
Providence, RI
26 October 2005
WRITING - http://poemsfromprovidence.blogspot.com/
ARTIST'S BLOG - http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/
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