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May 2019
ring around a black hole--

a mouthful of mantras--

ashes to ashes the seven Saptarishis

sit down.

at peak vibration, they watch

Shakti's hair untangled--

flowing into her last seduction.

where the whitest light blacks

out--and Aum's the sound of

a digested continuum.

Shiva burps.
Written by
Onoma  (N)ow(Y)ou(C)an
       Jamadhi Verse and BR Dragos
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