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Vermiculture
Streams, the shapes of worms,
they have invaded my brain;
In inky recesses, thought forms
of strange, echo in stains:
Madness.
Streets beneath street lights
reveal unraveling wave forms,
as aspects of the self, are self consumed by these sights,
colliding in collisions, of storms into storms
Electric.
Acid poetry over the surface in streams,
photogenic in anticipation of abstraction;
World
was
made
In pieces, divided - to be broken down
in perception, in pieces,
Exuding from light to light,
gem to gem,
As self sacrifice
takes the form
Of
Worms into worms:
Vortex
Published 11th Nov 2021
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