#pi

for there you lie ↗

the leaves are dry and the tree is dead ↗

contraction contraction contraction that is all there is in the universe ↗

enter a black hole at least once to understand her singularity ↗

hers was a quest for an adequate universe one replete with ailing stars and a dying sun ↗

not flowers not gardens ↗

that mythical moment would be felt like archaeo/atemporality within ↗

a horizon line is not always fine ↗

some quixotic quests/conquests never end ↗

feels presence like desert like hell ↗