.sucked into the mundane & its mystery
sixteen-petalled flowered upholstery
where've i been ?
well, i've been here for hours
bleeding into patterns of flowers...
( quietly the night came marching in to greet them )
when those seams open up
go in , go
yellow, wide, open.
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