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By Mescaline BrissetPublished 5 months ago 1 min read
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I was wandering around for no reason

I found all the worms right under my nose

their transformation from larva to ladybug

moulting stages occurred more than once

until I landed in the luscious land –

there was no turpitude around

just a smart, strong shield

presenting ins and outs of a well-known field

a concatenation felt throughout

smooth transition from screaming-meemies

at the sight of the lekker moods

the multiverse merged into one dimension

wound up excessively

with numbers encasing the lens

I started flying, no less

reaching a higher stage

where conscious thoughts inform transmitters

not about immediate danger

but the abundant possibilities amaze

this all happened when I slide it back in time at least once

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Mescaline Brisset

if it doesn't come bursting out of you

in spite of everything,

don't do it.

unless it comes unasked out of your

heart and your mind and your mouth

and your gut,

don't do it.

so you want to be a writer? – Charles Bukowski

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