Fourth Dimension Poem by Maya Hanson
Fourth Dimension
you are
a fourth dimension,
a seventh.
you can't be wrong
if I sing what you say.
you can't be living black
if I read into every sorrow.
you can't be tired
when all the
suns stay ours.
you can't stay awake
when all the moons are
rising
over us.
you are
smoke, fog, and haze,
shudder in my irises
the second I think I can see.
I thought you were
a fourth dimension,
maybe you're
every dimension.
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