As these words collide Thoughts inside my mind My head nearly divides There is no self to find
Only marvelous music and mystery Carnivals, cruises, and Krispy Kreme A light I cannot see A sound that cannot be Crashing creativity
Thoughts spring into spirals Drifting, translucent antivirals Late arrivals to the scene Unrivaled and pristine Some vile and obscene All the while, Iām serene
Words fly by me and filter slyly Winding and wily, slurring and smiley They drunkenly wander to the foreground I suddenly wonder why I said them aloud
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