Pure Purple Poppin’

Pop rock party

On sizzling tongue

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Prominent flavours

Flicker mind lights

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Like the bass freefalling on

The flickering dance floor

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Rave away at the

Popping and pumping

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Coursing through veins filled with

Pop rock vibes

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Vibing away on the Milky Way road

Till vision becomes glow in the dark stars

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Space is infinitely indefinite

While flavours vibrate

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The hum of prickling tastebuds

The sensation of flying electric

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Letting go and

Stretching across the strum of the bass

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Across the universe elastic

Endless sounds resonating across endless nerves

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The mind electrified by the flickered popping

Of space rocks sizzling inside my own glow in the dark universe

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This poem was born out of a dope writing prompt that I did with the great J Delaney-Howe. The prompt asked us to write about how our favorite colour tastes… so, can you taste it yet?

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