A friend gave the idea to write a poem on the 4th dimension; this is an attempt…read, comment, critique, whatever…
A space time continuum
That overtakes my reality
The definition of time
Overcomes the past
A hypercube of fractals
Geometrically erases me
All that is left
Are sights of random shapes
The infinity that remains
In all my relations
Becomes an interval
In the scalings
My body becomes a home
Of complex numbers and formulas
Man and nature are changed
Based on feedback
There are no more gaps
Just fractal dimensions
And a pythagoreon theorem
That can never be solved