The decline was steep.
Somewhere the clouds burst in tears.
Sitting on the flat prejudice
we weaved a gift of poison for everyone.
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Fear swooped on extended mind,
when brain was never silent.
I was never alone,
voices broke all around.
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No plaques?
No head stones?
He did not start the inferno.
It was a misspelt agony
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Does not penetrate,
it brushes superficially.
Repeating me, from dot to dot, it leaps.
The ego performs swift impulses
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At cultural opening of thin
layers of faith & consciousness,
a new breed of angels was
romping on our souls.
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Ending of day was beginning,
of a terrible awakening
when you started filling,
in the gap between the lies.
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The space covers me now.
Words stayed too long
beyond the thoughts of I
and my landscape.
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We cannot think alike,
and we cannot listen together.
The words change the colours
and the colours let go their charm.
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It is me, inside & outside,
movement of sensuous self.
Time sails through the mind,
a silken thread unbroken in names.
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An answer becomes a question
without an effort.
The world hisses
in filaments of joy.
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