Map to the stars


Let stippled liquid pace gingerly upon canvas,

see it causes no impartial fuss -

let loose abounding holes a voice of lesion,

create one's own enthused Eden,

two entwining infusions,

one enduring rhythmic percussion -

lax worry till dawn,

crumble such inner swollen hindering gone.




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