Much before one attempted to ignore it
And pass on to the next , it clearly stuck
In crystal transparency as just a dream
Born in a sleeping head turned to right.
Dream takes breath in every which way.
Suffocation slowly rises as blood pouring
In the right brain hemisphere, that seems
Transparent enough in its mangled tissue,
Ideas that seem clear like an ice crystal
Cold in a logic of death, in daily existence.
We will not be there in our crystal gazing
As we go away after selling our crystal.
But we will be crystal for others to gaze
In the pristine purity of symmetrical planes
Forming our existence ,while we are here.
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