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Celestial Goo
It was the celestial navigator,
Engraved upon the earths metaphysical splatter
That dripped upon a fresh canvas, like raw paint
As though it came forth from Pollack's tempered grace.
The celestial goo began to embrace
It embraced all that had befallen in his cosmic travels
And recalled how it lingered in many marvels
And how It crashed and fell into earth's conscious spell
It was confined to an overflow of thought and entangled in enigmatic verses.
And terrestrial curses
A navigator no more, it grew to adore the mystic
Nature’s lore
Celestial goo, all splattered into dimensions of earth
Assimilated itself, regained stealth
Found me out, entered through like cosmic dew, and
Dialed telepathic numbers to my mind, where now I find Extraterrestrial wavelengths translating in my head,
alien pie, woodchips cry.
MDT 10/05/10
Engraved upon the earths metaphysical splatter
That dripped upon a fresh canvas, like raw paint
As though it came forth from Pollack's tempered grace.
The celestial goo began to embrace
It embraced all that had befallen in his cosmic travels
And recalled how it lingered in many marvels
And how It crashed and fell into earth's conscious spell
It was confined to an overflow of thought and entangled in enigmatic verses.
And terrestrial curses
A navigator no more, it grew to adore the mystic
Nature’s lore
Celestial goo, all splattered into dimensions of earth
Assimilated itself, regained stealth
Found me out, entered through like cosmic dew, and
Dialed telepathic numbers to my mind, where now I find Extraterrestrial wavelengths translating in my head,
alien pie, woodchips cry.
MDT 10/05/10
Published 10th May 2010
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