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Gonzo

Aeon of anything goes
As the sun weeps rose
Across the horizon in
Acrostic poems spoken

In scarlet hues wept
Into depth of soul alone
Felt keen at every step
Of the saline scene seen

Exploding peripheral
Leaving ashes to creep
Air waves in aerial
Spirals fading into deep

Seeped surfaces steeped
Leaving absence as residual
Presence present slipped
Into melting mirrors of hallucinatory surreal

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