in space
there is no life
just one heaven and hell
pass through cosmic black holes first to
reach them.
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in space
there is no life
just one heaven and hell
pass through cosmic black holes first to
reach them.
reach them,
touch to escape
the sound ringing, light rolled
around each gapless stone, witness
their form
their form
rejects the rule
of space and timeliness
for mutually culled response
in kind
in kind
replies, polite
words, unengaging smile,
a desperation of motives
drives me
drives me
betrayed message
this sinister touching
the abnormal definitions
you give
you give
me goose bumps with that look,
makes me honk and fly like a bird
gone wild
gone wild
it's that finger-
in-the-socket look with
hair standing on end, a starburst
aura
aura
radiating
I so want to touch it
but no, what if it bursts like a
bubble
bubble,
dream holder, smile
giver, rainbow maker,
sail away on your fantastic
journey
journey
between white stars,
stale bulbs staring, the past
a static print from which is splashed
bodies
bodies,
the Dollmaker
smiles at our ambition,
our finding within each secret
secrets
secrets
kept in boxes,
like bright jewels of thought,
treasures of who I am, pried from
my fists
I just love this one, CdnReader.
my fists
grasp my rage
pummel witless heaven
danger hears the siren song, leaps
I'm lost
I'm lost
in this morass
of philosophical
questions, bereft of tangible
answers