post post joyism

colliding parallels, once

I want to play.

How to stay healthy but intoxicated
for the essence of the world
to birth.
I want both worlds I want to shine
in my dark space I want my intentions 
gone wild. 

I have called out
I have cried out

I have gotten nothing
except what I've needed

The world is a perfect mother.
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