Literature
Untitled (For Sebastien)
I can see all the shades of water in the number Pi;
All the phrases one could say in a first encounter,
Every possible future for generations passed
One can find every written explanation
Of every nervous look, every touch,
Sensuality coded in infinity
I say nothing of his soul, William Jones -
He found more in a lifetime than millions have in years;
Irrationality knows my hidden tears
Tears, just like fabric, just like you,
Cloth or soul or eye they come and go like demons,
I can see them in the irrationality of the infinite
But silence - can a constant stream be silent just like us,
As our thoughts flow rampant, our hearts feel lov
