• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 06
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Dualistic Dance/Trance Migration

Tearing out of my head
like you knew I would

Ripping apart… shredding

upon the canvass
of cellular mitosis

We have one eye
We have three eyes
We have no eyes
We are blind

We are born…
again and again
and again
through eternal recurrence/
recommissioned for
the next karmic episode/

brain explodes
mind expands