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Apr 2017
I've decided to burn my clothes
  drop my skin off

in a patch of tranlucent snow
  that steals my tongue

rip it out
   toss it up to the
Lavender God of Moonlight.

Make me known
   only to the kindred roar of outcasts.

I am foaming from a invisible wave
    nobody sees take me.

Let me swim insomniacs ocean
   bleed from the howling
       Interstellar whip of Orion's belt.

Let my blood light
dance upon your surface.
    
Make me a pathway
   I've longed to be.

I am flooding ditches
  overpouring the bottom dregs out.

Puzzles of a million mysteries
some day it will all be solved.

Dreams that reveal the buried truth
  tame the jagged edge of turquoise-

Sailing soaked in
   multicolored clouds
passing beneath
   a roaring sun
hiding all the answers.
"I am like I am because this one is like that." -Rumi
Styles 12
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