EELRIJUE | CODEX | 5. Galaxy Map

I flow fresher with age, read more every month
know less every day, now I just orbit the Sun
we hear more than we see, see more than we know
know less than we think, it’s like a horrible joke


a watchful kid, always curious & never talkative
born with a huge horizon and he broadened it
cosmic drift, along with all the awkwardness of consciousness
he caught a glimpse and never lost his grip
more than measuring the math of the doppler shift
real time watching it, span a couple continents
he could tune into the nested waves
started charting out the harmonies of empty space
started noticing his lonely gift in second grade
sight and sound was impossible to separate
they called it synaesTHEsia, but never saw it move
the world of surfaces was all they knew
solid smooth molecules that always follow rules
monkeys say they got it proved but God is not amused


I flow fresher with age, read more every month
know less every day, now I just orbit the Sun
we hear more than we see, see more than we know
know less than we think, it’s like a horrible joke