your feynman mind

your feynman mind
makes matters worse
so much of the time
breaking concepts
made of glass into
shards and crowding
them into the throats
of anyone nearby

but the colors of
your mind-sky make
certain the likelihood
of great seas inside
all of us
and
you are so sure
to prove that we are
made of moments
and nothing more

i know it's your
feynman mind that
cramps my fingers
in telling the story
of how finely you
thought,
of how
rich the textures
of your mental landscape
are

of how rich the
textures of all of us
are

and why that's so
unfathomably beautiful.


2008-01-21 | 10:36 a.m.
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