Discerned, he rose again
From a feathers bothered
Bristle
In-between the weight of places
To which men gasp in vice
He concerned himself
Only in measure of Newton’s Law
Compound in what it was
Failure depends
Only if he wished to be tickled
By old Isaac
For taking too much of his time
Discerned, he rested once more
Prior to the feathers bother
Bristle
The general relativity was
The bold line between where
Hearts beat
And where man takes plunder
He concerned himself
Only in measures to that which had parented
the previously stated
From there
I stood up with my gift,
The feather,
And proceeded on my path



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