Trance Poem by Aiman Saleem
Trance
Your conscious dies
Subconscious arise
Then life hits you
With a surprise
Your heart sings
The military swings
Shooting at you
Funny glittery things
You're on your own
Your own is your zone
The zone is to clone
Your flesh and your bone
No more desire
Spit out the fire
Dive in your space
You're not on a wire!
You're not on a wire
No one is you
This universe is yours entire!
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