Paint, Poems, Projects
46: Make
I tapped
The Glass
The
Gateway
To
The Collective
Babbling
Like
I was taught
They
Couldn’t hear Me
Thru
The Shade
And
Muck
Of
Real life
My
Dimensionality
Residue
Of Ritual
This
Hair Shirt
Must Evolve
Make Revolutions
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