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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 31
Sign: Aquarius

City: PORTLAND
State: MAINE
Country: US
Signup Date: 11/13/2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005 

Stick up the poetry!

Posted on November 17, 2005 at 09:33:49 AM by Luke

 

No natural object

omits all if its radiation

at one frequency.

the full circle spins around

the 12 points of reference, and more,

the multi dimension reality

of the electro magnetic spectrum.

I'm relaxing my every muscle.

Speaking slow and soft

decreases my blackbody curve

and I shine past the radio radiation section

of the spectrum, with my words.

Cool and subdued.

But... When i decide to pick up

and spit words with flux

uation in my tones.

The zones inside your dome

Hone in on heightened frequencies.

Your eyes see lights emerging bright

from everything more frequently.

So when I speak with these shorter wavelengths,

My vocal chords are working harder.

Faster, but just as long as the last.

And if you know your math

and laws of mass and energy.

Nothing in the universe works

at perfect efficiency.

So the energy thats lost

in transfer from throat to ear.

is lost as heat which means

the fact that your distracted by the temperature in here,

is directly linked to the missing words,

and meanings you can't hear.

But god damn it's hot!!!

So let's cool it down.

I've said so much.

Shook your mind-states up

with my intense vibrations.

Now let's go over what I've told ya.

In case you've missed the basis.

Every object having mass

A person's heart, a flaming star,

a raging war, the bright green grass,

gives off radiation. Never reaching 0 kelvin.

Throughout the entire spectrum.

And intensity differs from section to section.

In an approximate blackbody curve.

And now that you know, don't have the nerve

to judge anything after only one examination.

Because there's a light in the dark.

There's a breeze from a spark.

There's a texture on your smooth cotton pillow.

Just know

for every step that you take, you leave a step behind.

contact of your rubber soul make vibrations on the pavement

I see through one eye in normal time

while the other eye's prismatic.

Filling the empty with color and static.

Flat plastics become drastic with dimension.

Not to mention the brackets,

from which the fantastic spills over.

Over and over and over

until the world seems a clover

in continuous, consistent bloom.

www.Mindsreflected.com">Minds Reflected-Luke Agrew