OLI SPLEEN

Disorientation descends 

A confusion midst euphoria 

And when this haze-cloud ends 

My focus forms to flesh 

Absurdity of skin and sinew

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Perceiving from a lens, organic

Specific to my mind’s own bias

Unable to encompass all

We deaden down to nothingness

Spreading ourselves thin

For nothing is closer to everything 

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Than anything between


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