Write, Write, Write
write write, write
the night falls quick under my pen tip, shading
silhouettes behind a cherry moon
fading
into the blackness behind barricades built by biological beings
these extraterrestrial creatures are cosmic craftsman creeping, into
seeping
each letter and rhyme scheme between words breathing
the meaning of life repeating
songs sung by astronauts at light speed eating
just for the taste, tasting words while I'm reading
evolutionary styles and filing them in succeeding
order so I can find the truest of life's meaning
like seeing yourself in the mirror while your peeing
this world is twisted
filled with mischievous miscreants who misinterpret the mixed intent
we all share with each other, it's instant
in the blink of an eye the image
of an eagle in prison penetrating pyramids perpendicular to wisdom
circulates a hazy vision through smokey thoughts and encryptions
so complex Russian engineers couldn't dismantle the system
Write, write, write
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