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Madness


I drank the moon 

It was blue at noon

My heart was snatched by bloom

I was mad as insanity driven soon

Each rev was mind blown as the moon and noon

bloom and both were more soon

In my soul’s booth 

My art counted the celestial teeth

Time was there too

Flying beyond every zoom and cool

 

I ate the sun to my satisfaction my eyes were reborn

By morn 

No part of me left unflipped, not one, none 

Life was come and gone 

Time again reborn 

For a chance to coin the cone and cylinders of cycling fun 

This found a place in my madness while I lost my bun 

Driven by insanity of the moon by horny horn

The night jumped as the skies and stars in lumps of ecstasy run

This time is my to bloom after my beating heart for a pun.

 

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