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If most of those un-named things
Only exist in theory,
Please count me out
Of reality,
Please spare me
The quasi-translations
And the empty devices.
I won't apologise:
My heart likes to wander
After that
Only available
In my sleep;
She knows my distant memories,
Before and After
This life;
I search for something
That is not
You,
That is not blue,
That is made of
Nothing.
I must be a strange kind of pantheist –
With a Sagittal plane
That dips into a
Mirror-matter
Tea;
My letterbox-heart
Receives irregular
Prescriptions of
God's nucleic acid
Base codes,
Eden coated pills,
And rose briar scented
Love letters.
Only exist in theory,
Please count me out
Of reality,
Please spare me
The quasi-translations
And the empty devices.
I won't apologise:
My heart likes to wander
After that
Only available
In my sleep;
She knows my distant memories,
Before and After
This life;
I search for something
That is not
You,
That is not blue,
That is made of
Nothing.
I must be a strange kind of pantheist –
With a Sagittal plane
That dips into a
Mirror-matter
Tea;
My letterbox-heart
Receives irregular
Prescriptions of
God's nucleic acid
Base codes,
Eden coated pills,
And rose briar scented
Love letters.
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"I won't apologise:
My heart likes to wander
After that
Only available
In my sleep;
She knows my distant memories,
Before and After
This life" oh yes
My heart likes to wander
After that
Only available
In my sleep;
She knows my distant memories,
Before and After
This life" oh yes