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What it is/What it was
What it is:
Coming into contact
with my humanity
In a state of cold storage
A collision in exact
heart felt insanity
In the mind as barrage
Of sensory tesseract
expanding rapidly
Holographic mirage
What it was:
Buried alive is correct
beneath a deep sea
Of brick/block collage
In colors drifting back
to sorrows of no see
A black rainbow’s edge
Crash landing break
a painful latency
Of this fallen adage
)))Apathy & Ecstasy(((
Published 5th Jul 2021
Author's Note
Sometimes or most times (I cannot tell which)... I feel like some sort of meteoric psychonaut, crash landing through the Earth's atmosphere.
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5th Jul 2021 11:35pm
Trippy wordplay, my friend! And quite a unique structure... Flows really well, too. I like your style. :)
5th Jul 2021 11:38pm
Anonymous
6th Jul 2021 6:59am
Boom!!
I felt that crash landing from here... *wink... You're not alone, Cipher.
I've left my own meteorite crater mark!!.. lol
☄️☄️☄️☄️
Terrific ink.
🌹 - B
I felt that crash landing from here... *wink... You're not alone, Cipher.
I've left my own meteorite crater mark!!.. lol
☄️☄️☄️☄️
Terrific ink.
🌹 - B
6th Jul 2021 9:29am
Thank you Blu. Your comment has powered me up tremendously... (I was lying in bed, kind of fucked up, to be honest, and your comment inspired me to write, which is my highest priority...)
Much love!
(I am terribly interested in your meteorite crater mark...)
Much love!
(I am terribly interested in your meteorite crater mark...)
