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Posted to Poetry

writing it all
crazy fighting for words
to find spirit
which is nothing
and I see it I think as why I write
why I dream not of food
why the sphere comes unglued
find I hallucinate super nova burning tears Father Time in the nude
and humans in redemptive filth, screaming visions turn to vapor, to prophesy, to holy gas
stench the cosmos