The view is complacent —
until it’s compared, then it’s observant.
The land is insightful;
like myth is it relevant.
Just the fact you exist.
Like gods I’ll abduct you,
generalized comrade;
and like a kissed baby
springboard of your shoulders
approbation for the grain.
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Author, blogger, painter, poet, schizophrenic, vitamin salesman. There's a shadow person living in my head is something I believe. Fiction. Digital art. Smalltime jobs. I do all these things. Bad biology is a lie. God is a robot. View all posts by Luke Meyer
