strings n strands

Of strings n' strands and often ropes and catapolts Thrust into and among electric neuron storm i fly In flashing cluster nebulae Aurora borealis ice chime... Hypnotized Enchanperfectly imbal'nced....tilta'whirling galactic clouds of haunting mirror rings The sky That is dense then vast Then day n night At every blink that is each thundering Lightning pulsar in my giant dwarf galactive yet so fragically ungentle and unbalanced gently storming anxious space-rock fracking mind Of cosmic frozen teardrops And distant deep-drilled somber sleepy neptune rings Says the narcissistic naysayer on his voyage through reflection condemnation On the hailstorm howling seas that all its debts and downpours bring

inexpliscious

Well i was lookin for a guy hanged by his own penis. .. Im basically hanged by my own mind....with testes at the end of the brainstem which is a dried up amniotic sac Da jour Da jour Soul soup da jour