The Mad Scientist Writing Poem by Kyle Schlicher

The Mad Scientist Writing



Bending the light
twisting
the sound.

No-thing is square
no-r round.

I am a scientist.
Mad?
May-be, but
I must search
this universe
for the answer
' I '
need.

Dissect
the indiscriminate
memory.
Put it under a microscope.
It has no past
no future.

I will experiment with it.

Discovery teases.

I
AM
DETERMINED.

(8-11-2004)

Saturday, July 26, 2014
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