That Other Universe and Sublimated Mercury
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Telepathy with realms beyond, beyond,
Beyond, which understand blank secret deaths
Made up of see through hieroglyphs and blonde
Square dots that can’t be read by breaths
That speak in mercury, this is the hope.
As inaccessible as music in
The ninth dimension on an iceberg’s slope
Out on a four-dimensioned sphere without a twin
Except in lost Atlantis, that is now
My task with you. My cosmos licks the dumb.
If I could sing, your essence would not bow.
It cannot. It is parallel but numb.
..Besides the melody is far above
….You where you are beyond the hint of love.