Cosmic Waves - Post Float Poem
Gases, atoms, and pulses of light.
Things I have seen when I close my eyes for the night.
Turbulent whooshing while I stand still,
These feelings abound are run of the mill.
Keeping you up are we, my logical friends?
Quite so, but you realize there are multiple ends?
Choose your path wisely and don't lallygag too long,
Each little choice sings a different song.
Let be the bad and embrace the good,