Zen Mode
an ethereal drill invisible
pierces the third eye
palms radiate magnetic heat
toroidal heart hums on
we sit thus at God’s feet
vertically split into two
by an energy loop
we’re on a roller coaster ride
bliss mists pervade form
presence blushes like a bride
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