Copernicus The Cypher

Let’s take our tea, you and I, To a department store, three stories high,  A still life of female forensics, Feminine displays framed by Newtonian laws of thermodynamics. We hung from wires and the evidence of clawing at drywall, Carrier pigeons, we drop our messages,  Painfully bright, we beautifully light up fluorescent skies. Mean bullies… Read More Copernicus The Cypher