Meta-Journey
The threats from guesses........ gone.
Now real-eyes time is an opportunity for love!
Just let the bowls quake, my brother.
You, shattered-alone in the fact of Being.
Admit deeply that she (exhibiting summer's sensual radiance)
Would never TRAVEL with you.
I mean she wouldn't want to stop repeating
Would she?
Doesn't being a victim
Now seem an extremely tame affair?
Forget it and let them consume the flesh.
Who knows, perhaps they'll hit a nerve!
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