Part of the Part

[George.Wright]

The edge of life
carried forward negativity and strife
to be or not to be defined by an infinate line
that would stretch like a washing line through space
and would form the features of a recognised face
that would shudder your spine and dissapear without trace
and return to a point
on the line
that would defy time
and be the zygote of infinity
and allow our soul to soar free
like the spiral of hate
that twists the jaws of fate
and denys symmetry
for it is the edge
of the infinate ledge
a point in space or the line
co-ordinates in time
as we pulled our psyche from the slime
and the salts of the sea
and the chemical cauldron of life puree
given a kick start
and made part of the part
Georges