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Hook around the 2
land squarely upon 4
knock, knock: who’s it for?
for you of course
nimble calculating mathematician
an Archimedean rendition
Give me a dodecahexagonal
I’ll sing octaves along each scale
Crack Maya’s code
as chicken’s egg
Who came first?
No who’s on first
Check your bases friends
‘cause they’re loaded
like Einstein’s dice
let’s play
dance like three blind white mice
sipping chicken soup and rice
This is where the Wild Things are.
Have you fallen through
to the other side of zero?
Spun upon the axis of Abraxas?
Perhaps French kissed
the sinful hiss
of Siddhartha’s mistress?
To beware or to be aware.
That is the question.
The proof is in the matrix
of Jell-o pudding
what ideas are you putting into your head?
~ Azalea Hazelwood author of ‘graphite‘
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