You get to meet your infinity,
A rail track destined to meet
Its self ,at some point in time.
That is old spiel of rail tracks
Too scared to meet at a finity,
But possibility at the infinity.
In endless snake of our flesh
An infinity emerges and blows
And flies ash on world things.
It will cover a face with death
As it meets a self dangerously
Like rail tracks meet their self .