HIATUS
Handel lies controversially.
In jest he summons chests of gold;
Applauding his own stride on holly.
Moschino and Gucci around his lapels fold.
Such contrast we seldom see;
As a butterfly and chameleon do not match.
But pretence, conversing with sugar and warm tea;
Small sparks fly in a mind ready to hatch.
Sometimes wonders his splendid palace above;
Of what makes one in consideration due.
For unto him, in a niche like a cove;
Wealth the cove fills, letting in the sunset hues.
Hues span not a single ray of strength;
But connection spawn the birth of equations.
To describe a single moment in spacial length;
Nothing will satiate the motions.
And unto sensibility, my mind goes decelerate;
To declare understanding to the ones of darkness.
They understand not the wordlessness I impregnate;
And care in part for the utter starkness.
Subtlety belongs to a world of one person;
Assumptions understood by art of known kind.
The freest border in an own contraption;
The chestnut brown is the opposite of blind.
Let the water guide us.
Cool and of experiment free.
Assumption of the simple be constructed of scree.
Let the wind encircle us.
, February 2000
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