felt a puncture
a deviant sensation holding me chilled by fire
of intrusion this feeling won't die off
through contemplation this felt sense lasts
by storm and hand
the sky is leaking
the earth pierced
our roof is broken
soaked in excommunication up to posture
sukhasana appears on table tops with paper and pen
make policy far reaching
give the power
to self regulate with righteous information
education to everyone above the soil and
finance groups who share time under the sky
with peace in their eyes
house
fashion
divine
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