TranceA Poem by AlprisWhat came to mind after listening to Trance.i smell the crystal song it leaks blue, purple sirened medicine to fondle my nerves walk on through; still ocean in wades my ear fair to heart's it sails unanchored rocking boat on desert skidding through red sand-framed air it reeks of near night grains of chili dust whispering a withered welcome say "good morning star bliss" had my dose of forest, too before i landed fire when Trance peed acid © 2012 AlprisReviews
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5 Reviews Added on June 15, 2012 Last Updated on June 15, 2012 AuthorAlprisAuckland, New ZealandAboutHere is a reference to my artistry - a painting of myself and Myra Hindley: At the point of acquaintance , I generally go by Alpris; a name given to me by someone I don't know, let alone the in.. more..Writing
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