Anti-matter refugee!
Weekend mystic!
Stop slumming in alpha lala land –
your house is a burning!
Bravo, you ceased pitching rocks and dung – but now you are full
of shit and stoned!
Climb back down those flimsy stairs with eyes wide open and rendezvous with those rejected beta boulevards and note why alpha seems awry.
Trek down those very familiar yet not noted avenues and scoop up your tagged
refuse and feed the garden.
Climb back up those shining stairs into the luminous alpha and see that it was barely explored and though delightful just another limitation. You gratefully listen to the choir, but have not been able to share the chorus.
Oh those smashing waves and sine upon waves and sine, so much more to surrender
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