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Let your eyes burn
Let your heart explode
Watch as all objects clearly fit together, dancing but not separate
A puzzle of pink light
Amongst little explosions of frustration
bottles bursting on the sidewalk liquefying and slithering away under the TV sun

We are cells in a great body

Wake up!
What are you doing sleeping?
What are you doing? Just letting the curtain come down!
And no! This isn’t art… This is a plead for quantum revolution!
Art is just a word they use to encapsulate any human emotion:
“Oh, that’s just art, lets applaud politely.”
Don’t you know that we are in a psychic battle?
Let’s help the cancerous cities breathe again

Knowing is not enough
You are not part of the solution just by sympathizing
Awareness is not enough
The frontlines are all around us!
Pro-ject!

 

[For A Good Time
Contact Poet:
Wes Heine
Infinigon3@hotmail.com]