Racing The Thames
and you will become like unto God, expanding forever outward.
Catherynne
M. Valente
young and
drunk on the idea
we are stardust
this moment
would last forever
looping over and over
always and ever more
spiraling twist of a Mobius
ad infinitum
to escape
relativity by
refusing to travel @ a constant
rate of speed as we run
laughing breaths into mist
words into crystals we make
ourselves immortal
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