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May 2015
Fate will find you on a still, moon-filled night
Lying on the shores of a black pool of ink
So you dip your pen in, and then you begin
To slowly lose your ability to think
But chaos bubbles up, the reversal of all order
The mind begins being pulled apart by the senses
Desires may enter your ocean but should never move it
Still, in the daylight, the urges are relentless
So I pray, let me be pale-faced
By a white dwarf illumination
Let me lie in a dreamless state
Process of elimination
And when my nightmares are relinquished
I’ll chant something like OM
Wishing I’ll return to the stars
My one and only home
Where’s your vantage point
In the empty jungle of space
Lick, chew, ****, swallow
The moon contains our taste
So are you here to conquer,
Destroy or explore?
Find the baby in the bubble
And open up the door
Lucy Tonic
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