graham st john

Homo Sapiens Kybernetikos I like the sound of that Marking wisdom twice it’s worth Always fell a little flat So let us not be wise wise men Then maybe we can learn To mark the curling quantum line And our small vessel turn The infinite complexity Entangled with the sky Is just a place between your ears Behind your lazy eye It’s your hand on the rudder It’s your wind in the sail Just learn to see the cosmos At a slightly smaller scale And on an ultraviolet field Where wildflowers grow I’ll make myself a starry crown And keep the moon below