brass ego low
cleansing through projections, dreams, orgasms, and crying
Sunday, March 3, 2013
enlightenment.
get me
one million miles
from planet
earth
i wanna see no
feel the stars baby
i want a dip
of that celestial
pudding
anti-matter.
gravitational
pulls will
puppet my limbs
til i am
but a
burst
of light
and ashes
in the atmosphere.
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