There is a place, like a black hole, where everything I could ever write resides. Sometimes, due to the complex and barely-understood interaction of ideas and not-ideas, small fragments escape the supposedly impenetrable event horizon. Everything you read on this page is one such fragment.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

haiku (diptych part 2)

when i decohere
will you gather me up like
leaves or fallen fruit

posted by Jake at 2:56 PM

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