as the 13th chime rings,
antecedents of hollow born shoulder
splayed out in macabre embryo
blazar-eyed lizard skin specter
bust from the lining of holy books
paladin of the yolk must bring father
watch farther from the otherside
where doth our existence expand to?
nowherespace, nowhereman
nothingsface, nothingshand
nowherechild born in nothingsland
space, space, space
there is no time/place/locale/world/position/dimension
not entangled by nothings trace
trust us girl, there’s nothing to fear….
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Thanks so much Amberley!🙏🖤
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You are very welcome
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Sci-fi of intergalactic space and the unknown mystery of space itself and who we are as man. Love this a lot! 🙂
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Thanks Charlie. Good to hear from you 🙏
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You welcome my friend. 🙂
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Reblogged this on A Global Divergent Literary Collective and commented:
Oldepunk/RamJet Poetry
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Wonderfully Astral!
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Thank U sir 🙏
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