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LUCID DREAMING
Lucid dreaming
isolated frame of reference
pain isn't the worst thing
there are things out there
that you can't even imagine
outer darkness
apparatus
fluid levels of intelligence
the limitations of the inner tinges
the hatred and love at the same time
the projection pushing into conjuring
desire abstract imbue
and awareness of anything at any level
changes everything
Tower Of Babel come down and abound
spread the based out presence around
who cares weather I am or not
a moments indiscretion imperfection
wrong place at the wrong time
who says that the darkness
doesn't have love, passion, synchrony
two roads diverged in the woods
and you took one out of necessity
failing to be able to split yourself in two
and take the other or both
someplace inside thee
always regretful of the lost choice
in a cozy moments fluttering
I've asked and tried to look back
and the best I can come up with
is to placate and deny
the aforementioned loss
of compiled indivisible
one way treading of the
denied multiplicity open handed
possibilities of everywhere
looking wild roaming fantasy
universal choice devising
caving in to un-mar
the inflicted gash, wound, scar
and grey stone masonry testicle crushing
structured wailing
in a doom filled chasm
I don't care if you live or die
calloused neutral growth
it can happen that fast
bash you into submission
to fates hand
of originally given birthright ties
to sanctimony of ingrained
attested and determined
all ways free
accounting for nothing
floating away into slippery abounding
viable exponential components
enchanting masses of predestined
lukewarm ejected vibe killers
hitchhiking the arbitration infatuation
sadly recalling their mis-given status
as unenhanced
ready or not, here I come
bay faced poacher
of the fickle, gouged out
pliable tapeworm rely
who vacantly invests his mind
into the open free falling
rubbery tar coated vessel
of blubbery bounce off the wall
eternal realm
of pain forgotten in vain
or deliberately plunged
into headlong and regretless
plucking the misshapen sanity keepers
chest of wellness
stored for the most part
in many minds