your hooped
genius gyrates
(an orbiting raven)
the fall is promised, but not the
harvest
your math
keeps me alive
inside my skin – can it
keep me alive outside of it?
how long?
your thought’s
of a quantum
computer, the shape of
a universe, an emergent
structure
⨀ 
Hi,
I am trying to interpret your poem but having difficulty. At first I thought it would be about Greek mythology when you mentioned goddesses but at the end you mentioned computers.
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It’s a mystery ::)
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Clearly
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Love “the fall is promised, but not the harvest” but that second stanza makes this.
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