How elusive
And yet, is subtly unobtrusive
This reality in flight
Of condensed light
A theory to bind
Then, truth of a different kind
For whenever you look
Oh fuck
It’s not what you saw
But gives you more
So, to understand
In this strange land
Where limits are only ‘thought’
Think not what we ought
©8th June 2010 Hey Hey
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