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Nov 2018
being walked around,

by a greater circle...

scattering ashes and

rose petals in The

Fourth State.

eyes lower their blinds

to watch serpent's

tongues flicker.

their coitus culminating

in cranial blasts that

leave time floating

on an ocean of light.

as Turiya's eyes...

watch: waking/dreaming/deep sleep.

i look down at my chest, i can see

a woman's head there who's in the

Fourth State.

i stroke her hair and kiss the top of

her head.
Onoma
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Onoma  (N)ow(Y)ou(C)an
((N)ow(Y)ou(C)an)   
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     Jamadhi Verse, liz and Onoma
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