Kyle Reese

Cyberdyne, Heterodyne, clandestine,
I write.
Presupposition, inquisition, superstition,
Membranes away on a simple string
no fate but what we make.
Create,
a dinosaur to test the will.
Faith,
and never we touch,
but vibrate.
Electrons orbit so close,
but never we touch.
Immaterial we, full of space,
vast darkness in this dance.
Motion,
learn to be as light,
neither here nor there,
but in all places at once.
know we so little
and so much.
(updated 8/3/16)
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