Come towards the sinister color of space,
wrapped in a teenage dark candled blanket.
Reflexitivity wrinkles the springs of a summer day
What you knew then.
Music and impetuous clever brain wrecks.
The energy of the day amplified by night.
Edible dreams burned off with laughter
and it felt to cry,too.
Understanding what to not agree upon.
WHAT WILL YOU DO?
If you think you think you should heed the warning of your mother and sister and not risk uncertain sorcery,turn to page 25
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- CONGLOMERATE of not wanting to call this poetry
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