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how to trip while not tripping
what if i just was?
when you zone out, where do you go?
if you look at anything long enough it turns into exactly what you were looking for.
i am looking for nowhere.
hiding in what was.
i want to be in between the lines of my childhood memories,
in between the folds of time
in the solid swaths of color
huffing on emotional echoes.
i want to be in the stills from a movie, but not the running film.
where do ditzy people go when they ditz?
i want to live in the moment before you wake up, when you nuzzle into the void between consciousness and unconsciousness
the in between inhale and exhale
how do i know what words to let out of my
who is the author of my thoughts?
what is making me write this?
i want to be mad
a poem written while tripping apparently to let sober me know how to get back there
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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