Sea of Thoughts

i think i lost myself in the sea,

where the tension gives way

to pressure and souls learn to

implode or evaporate into the

fathomless color of a predator

hunting iridescent prey.

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[tax the fucking rich]

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i was busy doing something else,

something like self-discovery,

in a way that made drowning

on the seabed of my dreams

seem impossible, but it

turns out that i'm just not

the invincible type.

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[ruin the surveillance state]

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it was strange to bleed

under the ocean currents,

into the rhythm and arteries

of a river bigger than what i

could envision at my birth,

when those universes

stretched endlessly.

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[let capitalism fucking burn]

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i used to think that there

was elegance in every

motion and thought,

but i've learned now

to see the ugliness

in exploration.

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[corrupt the datasets]

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i will break down here

under the ocean's wrath

as it shoves its wet fingertips

up my nostrils (water) 'cus

it's the easy way to the

seat of consciousness.

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[save the butterflies & wasps]

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i didn't understand the cackling

witches when they burned

at the top of their pretty pyres

or why queens refused to bow

their heads when they lost them,

but there's something to keeping

your wings that i understand now.

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[do not ever bend the knee]

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