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Astral Tales

By L.K. Cruz P.Published 3 years ago 1 min read
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Drift,

Into space, bend time.

Walk between...silence.

Above the stillness,

distantance.

Where do gods dance,

Do demons slay laughter...

Open your eyes and,

walk with the dead.

I hear the serpents,

Speaking tongues,

while conversating

with...planets.

Collecting tear drops

of feathers,

Inoculated the moonglow,

Her,

Screams so vivid...

As the earth drowned...

Toxific Ocean,

mourn the jelly kin,

Washed a shore.

And there is more of this story,

deeper than the earths core,

To tell.

Through smoke of the nine,

Walking through seven,

Turning three keys,

Entered the heavens.

Split tongues,

Minds gather,

Wisdoms fathom...

Depths,

of twin suns...

Parallel to dragons.

Murky the.

Dusty.

starlit night,

Incantation,

of the soaring angel...

the earth mother takes flight.

Intersect the dweller.

Pendulum swings,

The scryer,

scribes invocations.

Second,

The scripture betold,

From lips to ear,

From ear to infinity.

Third,

I now see clearly.

Seek not,

and thee shall find.

Destiny lay not,

In hands of time.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

L.K. Cruz P.

Alien Hybrid Soothsayer Poet, Fashion Designer by trade. Currently working at a pot farm.

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