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Who needs a church to pray
I worship in the space between interlaced fingers
My choir compose of off key singers
rip apart to fabric of space time
realign it
and sloppily hand sow it back together
Through loose seams moonbeams will iluminate dreams rumored to be unachieveable
set the table so its contents and convents loose their virginity
as they begin to see
each conception is emaculate
let preejaculated phrases coexist with poetic works
because patterns interfere with our ability to learn from anomilies
we've gone from shellfish to selfish and we call that evolution
before atlantis was fin-ished some became fish and escaped with the current that they might circumvent their circumstances from reoccurance
As tides rise boats capsize and islands sink beneath the sea
beneath our flesh is nothing less than energy
illuminate eachother discover we each have an opportunity to reshape the world as we see fit
So disregaurd politics, and forget about that other shit
create