Poem: Parallels of Utopia

Behind the quill of a pen

is a forgotten typewriter.

Timestriken lost parallels.

Who knows how it will end.

Tiny us, each carrying secrets

starting in gold mythic egg.

We all began this way.

In Korean,

eggy translates as baby.

How innocent we are

especially at the start.

2 Comments

    1. Yes it was intentional. I liked the way it sounded and the nonsensical element was meant to convey the fluidity of time, moving in all directions, including the possibility of parallels in time. Thanks for your comment.

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