there are pearly leviathons
paddling along the night like clouds
as white talons
arc across my eyes
I see cannonball planets
in pure mathematical harmony
as they promise to feed the world
with skulls of stone
piled deep at the foot of a technicolor mountain
I see the beginning and end of the universe
promising that it's all going to be ok
as waves crash like jet fighter engines against my earlobes
and my heart mind soul and body pulse and sweat and swell to the edge of bursting
I balance a large rock on my forehead
It's cool
The universe was right.
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