a holy ode to fits of 8

a holy ode to fits of 8

A Poem by mamewhit

i fight number fits, i like 8 bits is a byte.

digital infinity, a saros octave of serenity.

eighter from decatur, a dead man's hand, a super 8 thrill.

riding a sleipnir pulling an eight spoke wheel.

the atomic number for life giving oxygen.

a tooth of wisdom in an orb of octagonal consciousness.

the lonely positive in Fibonacci's best pieces of eight quaver in a game of chess.

horizontal ribbon transcends the lemniscate an eternity in a tangled ouroboros 8 waits.

© 2012 mamewhit


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