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mabA star is plucked from the sky:
Black hole,
as a child sings to the moon,
The space is filled
And dazzles the night.
Drifting in and out of consciousness,
The lotus nectar spills.
A world of hallucination
And free sex.
A pussy cat licks her parts
On a bed of feathered down.
Vast, the Universe;
Inconceivable.
Entwined in carnal enterprise,
Love does not exist.
Coming down,
Reality breaks the rising sun.
The mind reels out of touch.
Looking up, we live in an orb,
Spinning, spinning in space
Along with my eyes.
Sweet intoxication.
Do you hear its music?
Black hole,
as a child sings to the moon,
The space is filled
And dazzles the night.
Drifting in and out of consciousness,
The lotus nectar spills.
A world of hallucination
And free sex.
A pussy cat licks her parts
On a bed of feathered down.
Vast, the Universe;
Inconceivable.
Entwined in carnal enterprise,
Love does not exist.
Coming down,
Reality breaks the rising sun.
The mind reels out of touch.
Looking up, we live in an orb,
Spinning, spinning in space
Along with my eyes.
Sweet intoxication.
Do you hear its music?
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Re: i hope this is ok fo rme to do.
Date: 2009-03-17 04:28 am (UTC)I hope this link works, if not then cut and paste. I have a poem similar to what you are looking for.
It seems like you have several ideas that you'd like to explore with your poetry. You ought to try doing some writing exercises, like word association and basic scrawls about what issues bug you. That will give you plenty of content to create from. I wish you luck. Feel free to email me at qumabh@gmail.com if you want to talk poetry.
~Mab