A Fine Line

A Fine Line

 
There exists somewhere a line so fine;
It rests between hallucination and delirium.
 
Tread lightly on the space where angels
Fear to place their earthly pitter-patter.
 
Contrary to Newton’s law, no gravity
Exists here; for up is down, in relativity.
 
Once it’s crossed, a line so infinitesimal;
Fractures of fractions, a repeating decimal.
 
Can one’s self be left to finally decide?
It matters not, fear controls, thoughts coincide.
 


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