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OBELISK, SEE INTO THE CORE OF CREATION
OBELISK, SEE INTO THE CORE OF CREATION
Jump down
or aerate the inevitable
shadow drawn fate
no tomorrow
on the makeshift
dandelion blown
savoring cloud
blown about in
raptors
calamity
beheaded
drawn up visual
beheaded
I spent my time by the wishing well
and William Tell
proton hell
into the incest heart
smell a whipping spell
that rupture
pushed further
that rupture
you can swelter up by
the ever living
mote chip
thy coming
in a vagrant locket
passed out and dispersed
incongruently
and yet sufficiently
cleaving tomorrow
smelting welting
commotion whip beating
and the momentary
slip/grip
no rail guard/guard
banister shuffling
tongue twister mister
the compassion extended
and forthwith ship sailing
sanctimony
rigid barricade
of all speechless nightingales
waving stop signs
to ergo
time shop lifting
eroticize over
the laughable quotient
to cut off
growing hands
it made no sense
or difference
either way
was hands off enough?
could you stay away from it?
if not only to admonish
and variate
a perfected form
vacate all darkness
and meditate on
the ever flowing
stream and
substantially
cry
and far past
a frowns
letting go
yes yes
letting go
the gut wrenching
bottom placed palate
curved all over
I became or stayed the same
I definitely did both
I distanced from orchid plucked
damnation
my rock-a-by
timely nature
holding stance
amazing baby faced grace
I stared inside you
and pulled it back
taught reconnaissance vision
child blessed
