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Apr 2012
Forget what you thought you knew
You and me
In here it is just me and you
The smoke clouds start to swirl
Mixing smoothly with India temple bonfire prayers
Stone breathes and settles beneath us
Testing our limits of kinetic control
My head falls back, thoughts scatter
Forming listless haiku melodies all ending in riddles
Puff Puff Puff
Heady green heaven on my tongue, in our lungs
Pulling me down...down....down
Weightless we crumble
On a journey beyond what is reality
Do not know where it's going
All I know is that I am going down
Your eyes ease shut.
Numb and yearning.
Sliding into a whirlpool of de-assimiliation
Break apart, come run away with me
Still dancing with the devastating saturation
Of opening ourselves to the God of the Lost
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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