I turn my face and
look under the surface
Reflected and sluiced
as a sensemachine
My eyes become grey
Falling and falling while
My subconscious feeds
my intelligence
Intervening coma celebration
Close down the vast doors
I am a prisoner
in the kinkiest taboo
The effect of
my sombre meditation
pulls me down
to the interface
of all delusions
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As you listen to the band don't you get a bubble? As you listen to…