• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 01
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Looking down on the subject
I see a long pointing beard
flow from my chin
caress the space above your head
and I wonder.

Should I kiss the top of your head
or would that be construed paternalistic?

You are off on another whirlwind
seeing the world like a fireball.

I wouldn't dream of stopping you
your reality and mine are seperate at times.

We coincide in cartwheels of joy.