Sit and wait time has no meaning,
here in this place of solitude
eyes see wraiths and ghosts
mingled motes of dust
a sepia picture of long ago.
Moon comes down and moans
and Sun explodes behind my eyes
majesty shattered to all eternity
I cry out orgasmic, hot in her place
to see her fall from grace.
I fly into my dream or madness?
You cannot reach me here
it is freedom.

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