Plus we go shed our bodies we walk along sideways through Time The dissociative panopticon Drowning No swimming that night Else we go left – Left in dragon extreme The speeding through constellations Of thought Working our minds around Our condition Shed the bodies Walk into the minds Endless corridors of rooms Losing ourselves in […]
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