The sun is constant
maybe! it’s stillness; maybe?
the heart does so pump
awakening suns
consciousness that the heart pumps
to the exult of?
the earth spins regret
the unconscious purpose; meaning?
quickly flows away
consciousness suffers
all ritual deliverance
“Dueling Banjos”, Huh?
we slowly arise
searching past time’s memory
eternity knows!
wash history’s blood
through ourselves purge ourselves now!
hopes and dreams, exult!
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