The illusion of separateness but a bridge
To another beauty an exhilarating beast
Transmuting delights a naked product
Of sheer understanding the ecstasy of
Transgression and time’s bent frequency
Lost to connection a translated being
Riddled with ghosts getting revelation
Running along a borderline of
Substance and hallucination
Angels ready to
Dispose of her body

About ubu507

memory documentation and manipulation
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