Acid's Dance

Poem By Andrew Hussey

Time is an abstraction of reason
And reason's pale green mask hides the
Infinite from us.
Stepping through the portal can be
As easy
As tasting the rainbows
Sordid hue, or as difficult as
Traversing the mind's black,
Cobwebbed labyrinth.
No matter how we push in
We must get through,
For if we fail
We will succumb to the embrace of the void.

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