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The Other


Sometimes
We find ourselves
Lodged in
The… Other

Plumb up in the middle of it,
Deep in the shit.

And there is an
Odd
Assortment
Of

Otherness…  There

I once met a prophet named George
Possibly
Hooked on base

His face
Was the physiognomy

Of a Shining One,
Like those people who will come out of nowhere

And know things about you.

Some say there are angels among us
Some have asked:

What if God was one of us.

He spoke in monarch
Butterflies,

Eyes like skies comprised of photonic spies.

We had many conversations.

One day he said he heard a song in the air:

Pablo Pablo

Whatchya gonna do Whatchya gonna do

When they come for you
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
Published
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