as I opened my eyes
it went around
and came straight
the lift it had paved
immense and etrange
moved every sense
about in the mind
levels of highs
drifted apart
as I opened my arms
the rift of its weight
lessened in its haste
the loops it had made
surprised its almost
abrasive intent
surreal came close
but then it went bend
its objective device
of real turned still
unreal it was
unreal it went
as I opened my hand
it loosened its rind
gripped every tense
rocketed in sound faint
traced a soluble maze
to an image of rain
before me it
went rays
then turned into play
of a perfect day
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Originally Posted by Buh4Bee
