another moment between reality-fiction
the black will descend
and the stars are out one moment
you're smoking the outdoor breath
sunshine nights
(the day drifts with dusk with the moon)
drifts along, we're calm
into soul limbo exploring
the galactic change
occurred from now to the next -
life break -
death depth -
knowing no bluez
in the coffee shoppe dues
tick-tocking slim/fat men/women/ wallets
alike.
2009 The Inter-dimensional Being with a Nasty Hangover Writes This Crap
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