- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Zero-Gravity Tea Ceremony
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Pouring upward, floating in space, the cups break,
Fighting toward sanity, spreading quickly,
Sounds of stirring ring in the quiet caverns.
Something has woken.
Finding highs that could not be reigned by orbit
Time has taken control of minds and bodies.
Gravity tries bringing you back to real life,
Quakes the certainty.
Flailing arms have forsaken highs of discord.
Needles puncture veins of the damned, and useless
Gravity pulls darkened and sweet tea inside.
Ceremony calls.
Etiquette is deemed as unnecessary.
Occasion is calling for proper wardrobe.
Meaning needles, barbs, and all debauched items.
Quicken this launch time.
Fall as quickly back to the Earth and order.
Holding yourself back from all beauty life brings.
Addicted to feelings of naught, you create
Chaos and mayhem.
*Sapphic Stanza
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