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So High (Maybe we can fly, or do some Star Trek shit)
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Flashback Fridays If we jumped,
took that leap,
fell past this sky,
would we
appear
in some
other time,
or place,
or would we
simply merge
with the
same old shit
that is always
on the street.
Hellooooooo Beav
So good to see you on site, readin'. Hope several lines of scrawl from the poet's thought matrices by any chance? Later - Stella
Boo!
Rock on, Lady A! It’s time for ghosts, goblins & broomsticks!
And some broken bones and
And some broken bones and coagulated dreams abruptly ended...
sorry I get gruesome coming back down to earth. Nice to read you again. Great title great poem the disassociation works well as a forced thought knot between verse and title. Bravo. Much enjoyed hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
;-)
Thanks Syl! I’ve spent much of my life trying to fall past the sky.
Bravo!
A new world, fresh and unmarred by human waste and disregard. No old streets - leap of faith, a new beginning. I'm working on the last chapters of The Khansmen and the ship is attacked and in meltdown. Leaping through molten steel on fire is where I just came from. Star Trek shit - absolutely! :D
;-)
How’s Klansman coming? Star Trek seems to be slithering through my mind lately. Odd?