I turn my face and
Look under the surface
Reflected and sluiced
As a sensemachine
Look under the surface
Reflected and sluiced
As a sensemachine
My eyes become grey
Falling and falling while
My subconscious feeds
My intelligence
Intervening coma celebration
Close down the vast doors
I am a prisoner
In the kinkiest taboo
The effect of
My sombre meditation
Pulls me down
To the interface
Of all delusions
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