I saw many curious things when I arrived at infinity -
I stood at the edge of existence and looked back at everything;
I grazed in the field where every graph ends;
I stood at the bottom of a fractal and pricked my finger on the barbs;
I met the last digit of pi
a friendly sort, if a bit shy
his only friends finish e and phi;
I nearly fell off the Cartesian plane, but caught myself on the end of time;
I read the complete history of existence.
I met the largest number and the smallest - and couldn't tell them apart;
I found the answers to every undefined equation;
I learned from infinite wisdom and meditated with infinite patience -
But infinity is a curious place, and I would rather stay somewhere a bit more rational, even though
It's a long walk back.















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a mysterious link
Wait.
Thank you?
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English doesn't borrow from other languages. It follows them down dark allies, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
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A wanderer in darkness, waiting for the misty morning fog
Like my poetry? Check out my photography at ~Ratafluke
Nice poem!
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A foodie and his money are soon parted
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English doesn't borrow from other languages. It follows them down dark allies, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
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A foodie and his money are soon parted
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English doesn't borrow from other languages. It follows them down dark allies, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
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