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The bulb gleams tight
from what wedged this system's
dark ribs open to emerge
multiverse, where we are kissing
blanket of evolved nerves
on a force-field of plankton
two gnats coated in lipstick
while the nonexistent underbelly
sighs to no longer muff broadcasters

Goodbye to all the jealous boring people
holding prisoners, the Milky Way grows weak
with lightless agonies
we're slapping our carnal mittens together
to make sparks from undead frozen stuff
no more aluminum territory
for gangs vast to hold
lay across lichened planks a vegetable body
watch kittens come out of the machine deep garage
to quaintly observe
the suffering created by motion

The bulb gleams to burst
with bloodless blood
to annex a galaxy
blue for the last time
screaming in a sealed tank
water from the lungs and cum from the hands
I'd like to wake up in your kaleidoscope of paws
dreamed white and green fissures
between their semblances
and nothing ever holds
but I'll stand in its peaks
lapping and burning, 'til you
lay me down cryogenic
and walk my bridge body in copper
to the light of your solitude.