I Loved-Like Love
i loved-like love the Spirit of our Heads
standing tall upon the stalk of a neck
seeing colors unknown; feeling feelings
like boiling heat --> and that boiling
stench is the others who are always lost
||||| i am never between 2
walls ||||| and the face like a sky
looks down and calls my name and i hear
my Soul scream
the beatle has it's dung ; the famous
have their money; but no one is anyone
like i am so Spirit of this Universe
come and won't you come and teach us
the secrets of all.
:: 10-13-2017 ::
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