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I’m gone
I went to the edge
cliffhangers delight
but no film credits were
set to roll
glass
my consciousness, a bowl
with huge crack
patched up
with glue and duct tape
is it fate
or expiration date
if and when we walk that
line
balance beam soul yin yang in time
self-destruct
pole
trance
upon this rock
I dance &
throw
weight around
this town, emptied out
like my cranium dome
peace
find your release
in the still ripples
of the pond, dragonfly lands up on
visions
like
I’m gone.
