A glance within –
run, don’t look forward;
repeat before me.
Oneironautic glare –
his gnawing apocope.
climbs inside the anoesis wheel.
realms through animus
and calls it by false.
The state man
poached eerie vim –
unbraid your recipe clatter.
Touch effervescence glass.
rooted in Tarkovsky’s match fire.
Was I asleep in the balance surprise?
Continued be not, questions stay discontinued.
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