Parapoem – 21

i’m on my back dribbling stars from foamflecked lips

in a field of flaming chrysanthemums

bizarre beasts dance

mescaline moons melt into diamonds

the seal of solomon bursts

the electric river flows

streams of holiness gush between my legs

i give birth to white narcissus

six wands spring from the ground

lotus leaves sprout from the eye

Absolute Poem like a meteor streaks down

crushed by Earth in a swift instant

fiery chains of rubies flood indifferent Cosmos

i’m soaring out of my blood

 

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