the world behind the world shifted
like a worm through a vein
too big for its girth
like a ripple in space somewhere
not of this earth
like a white facial zit
plump to bursting, then…gone!
you think i just dreamed it
i'm sure it lives on
■like a worm through a vein
too big for its girth
like a ripple in space somewhere
not of this earth
like a white facial zit
plump to bursting, then…gone!
you think i just dreamed it
i'm sure it lives on
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