Wormholes

Somewhere in space there lies a place,
That connects two dimensions in time.
A warped oasis a man forced faces,
When presented with 2 states of mind.

Twisting and turning, never converging,
Conjoining two disjointed schemes.
Resisting and yearning, forever diverging,
Thoughts remembered in dreams.

Somber moments of relaxed coma,
Create quite a perplexed surreal.
Whispered illusions, contort confusion,
Sustain the tight vortex concealed.

Once you've arrived on the other side,
What's apparent is things look the same.
You soon realize there's no place to hide,
Transparency's one of life's game.

Somewhere in space there lies an escape,
A bridge to a parallel world.
A path one can take, to ease mental breaks,
Where time's dimensions unfurl.

Portholes exist that scientists insist,
Pierce man's perception of time.
Tunnels amidst a black cosmic abyss,
Wormholes that fester the mind.



Copyright © April 2010
Kevin Mooney

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