PartyA Poem by Ben MA stream of consciousness type deal.
Pop dank in a children's balloon, bouncing.
All the faces, walls are gone to me in the room. Bright lights bite me and I tumble down into it. Finally, I speak, this is what I need. No longer, no longer, anything no longer. I don't want to wake. How do I? When before I could now I can't, I am no longer in there it goes for my eyes. If only, no longer I could take you to me and in my arms you would see all the waves I'm made for you on the shore, can you come to me now? My brain is biting, but not me or you. Oh please could I? Take you down and explore.... No longer am I here or queer, I am simply in, but I didn't know then about. No longer, no longer, the bright lights are loud and my eyes, were you me I would be FURIOUS but I don't. No longer, don't ask for me the lights already have, no longer. © 2011 Ben MAuthor's Note
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