long, round, or triangle <br />immerse them into time <br />and they all straighten into <br />line one day or the other, <br />running into oblivion <br /> <br />time dilutes every thing into <br />one dimension, a track <br />not even the minute second <br />has a second chance to run <br />into the present<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fiercely-one-dimensional/
