To Cross the A’s and Dot the I’s

Hello World.

I represent the people

Who launch space rockets.

I represent the people

Who launch nuclear missiles.

I never judge by the outcome

Only by the process

And if you care what comes out of it

It’s probably the time to ask why.

For it’s only a flower that matters.

For universes die and are born with a big bang.

For every scar you leave, every grain of salt you scatter,

It’s all but dissolving lines, it’s all but short-lived lies,

Dreams of life,

Names writ in water,

Squiggles drawn in the sand

Of time. Something I have no concept

Of.

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