Zen Mode
failures and triumphs
whose
there is no one here
save presence
in a space-time warp
as has been impulsed
in this lucid dream
residual identity
sometimes resurfaces
that we may feel
transient tremors
seeming as real
overriding all sensations
the magnetic bliss current
as ignition renewal
steadies the love flame
as the false drops away
06-January-2023
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