Autisum Poems

A Logician’s Lament

Day comes again, the sun is in the sky.
Predictable again, the sun is never shy.
Night comes again, the sun is nigh to die.
To say otherwise; To say a lie.

I count the stars, a finite crowd.
I count my wishes, a finite cloud.
I see my blood, I count it too.
A finite world of finite views.


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A Logician’s Lament

Day comes again, the sun is in the sky.
Predictable again, the sun is never shy.
Night comes again, the sun is nigh to die.
To say otherwise; To say a lie.

I count the stars, a finite crowd.
I count my wishes, a finite cloud.
I see my blood, I count it too.
A finite world of finite views.


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  Oliver Foreman (1 poems about Autisum)