Still,

with all eyes open, and

My plants growing towards the sky,

My hair moving towards my thighs,

I feel a love grow up to the heights,

Of what feels like Babel’s Sky,

Littered with beings so bright

Enlightened minds that fly humankind so high,

We cry and rain back down to sigh

All the places and people encountered,

Moving like fish and flounder like well orchestrated ensembles of dope-ness,

at a pace of infinite for us finite.

And in this exact moment,

With the sounds of

Ekka and Dam Funk

Grooving “Whats Up”

And my lover by my side,

I lie in complete surrender,

To I and I.

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