I can almost see the shape
and I thought that it could
make the world right
I could almost see the shape
and I dreamed it was
the end of night
if time were the light
of the fourth dimension
and it shined on our being
shadowed causality: intention
If I could stretch my mind
encompass that shape
reveal the fifth dimension
roll it back like tape
I thought that I could see
it saw into me more deeply
So it began to rend
I couldn't ascend so steeply
What bore down on my mind
and spilled and inky blackness
that poured right out of me
Slumped in brokenness and slackness
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