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Shroom town cats

Having been plucked from obscurity
then thrown accordingly
to the farthest points of the galaxy
I fell through nebulae in steady oscillation

and on occasion
surfed sound waves
around illuminations
which pulsed with colors
as yet unseen
by man or machine
           

WHooooooooosh...                       
             

First thoughts
formed a fleeting question              
that was; on reflection
given the nature of conversation          
secondary to the hysterics              
barely being contained at liver level
              
Chrysanthemums it would seem,              
take no joy in being plucked from the earth.              
nor have they any qualms              
about expressing their discontent              
in the strongest possible phrases.              
             
Whooooooosh...               
             
Apparently
if one looks at the world objectively              
without hindrance of continuum,              
everything appears crystal-like
with clarity,              
this for me is the epitome
of being a cool cat
in Shroom town.    
   
nevertheless.    
              
time has muscled itself
through the last lingers of this journey              
and is poised
to place me back accordingly

              
to my relative obscurity.              
             
             
 Whooooosh..
Written by lepperochan (Craic-Dealer)
Published | Edited 4th Mar 2020
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