Discomfortzone

Discomfortzone

A Poem by WhiteRabbit
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These malevolent spirits
Traveling incognito
Hidden well behind the I's
Random singularities
Pulling out an existence      
From the slightest attentions
Brief Intoxicant fixes
These busted knuckle divers
Conceal event horizons
From which there is no escape
Spaghettification kings
For every burned out star
seated on a padded stool
Another is hovering
Beyond the vanishing point
© P.M.H  2/07/21

© 2022 WhiteRabbit


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Added on February 7, 2021
Last Updated on April 17, 2022

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WhiteRabbit
WhiteRabbit

Highland Center, IA



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