Conical luminosity of pine

Ignorance was learnt
In the shadow of a pine.
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It swelled like chia,
The blister of a black sun—
Noxious bursting, full overrun.
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Cold lethargy rapped me on the skull
With a cane of candy & spice.
Stupidity with a kind face
Came bearing tinseled
Presents, the glimmer
Of sweet-terrible advice!

At the point where blurs enmingle becoming
Indistinguishable clumps, the questioning face
Monsoons like a laughing mask, japanese lantern
Spreading through dawn's corners, eating the
Declarations of colored paper, eating the
Colored thoughts in people's minds
While they sleep.

At the blur where points seem to proliferate
Endlessly into a nauseous crowd pontificating:
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(Senate of daisies, stardust confederation)
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Blinking operates the lightswitch; swallowing,
The levelloader; smiling, the landscape.
And thinking? Bizarre distortions that
Ripple through the vague projection—
Kingdom of dichotomy and strife
Hanging by a thread of silver
From the tender galaxy.

The deeper one passes through the border
And yet remains, the progressively more
Decrepit becomes the facade of insanity.
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The further one brooms into the
Cobweb tube of the unconscious,
The exponentially darker the
Prospect of matter's satisfaction.
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The broader one flings throughout the
Bathtub of pillaging stars, the increasingly
Haggard becomes the garish worldly wetsuit.

Written by
@d-pend
10/22/17
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