4/3/14

In a poet's mind


It's nice around here
I wish you were here to see it
There's a different way the moon glows
A different temperature to the sun
The stars are stars, Still
shining where they should
But each one's a Concept, And
at will, in reach

Come here
Let me show you new
neurons of pleasure
Come exhale your existence and
breathe in new life

Look now
See how your
eyes have abandoned these
fallacies
These borders

Isn't everything now
infinite?

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