Tuesday, February 25, 2014

EINSTEIN ON THE [HUNT FOR] BEACH[FRONT]

Even 
on a pretty silent 
endless-

ly repeating 
white sand beach,

such—nontrivial 
strands 
of pure numbers 

keep on tending
to exist
wherever he looks;

each unemotionally
extending outward—mapping

whole oceans 
from its own incalculable 
and passionless origin;

each defining—without 
any specific
directive to be proven—the slightest

precision vector position;
and each
repeating—endlessly

as it 
forges flawless-
and precisely 

the jagged gem-like 
intricacies

of such apparent-
ly soft-
focus scenery—one hard idea

in particular,

over 
and over
and over and over—location location location.

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