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￭ (in the doorway)
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2009-03-06 | |
after millions of years of self-alienation
I woke up with this third new eye.
In my early youth
when I was God
having a single eye
made me live in a sight-tight compartment,
a solitary one.
Nothing perceived me back.
Then this organ wanted to know the suffering
and became a human being.
With my right divine eye
I vertically gave birth
with my left devilish eye
I horizontally killed
- a commutative sight
where to defocus consciousness.
An unknown sense pitchforked my cross
in the middle
with this third shiny new eye.
Now I know why.
Reinventing my fossil prayer
I never knew how to use upon me
- that old preservation order
the convergence point
to nail the navel
that is upon.
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