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Old 11-25-2013, 08:30 PM   #1
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Somniloquy

How poriferous is the mind
through which thy light doth beam
when shadows cast beyond me
stretch further then they seem

I feel the fire behind me,
as my lids melt to mine eyes
blazing red and purple hues,
Third eyeball questions why

The light spots in the static
they change from white to black
but blink once more and you shall see:
the dots, they change right back

The space between the atoms
and the abyss between my ears
are only said to be there
when looked upon by peers

We are electric and magnetic
yet no-one seems to see
possessing our own matter
does not define "to be"
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