Hexagonal Dawn Moon Drop Sun

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Hexagonal Dawn Moon Drop Sun

If brains were looks
I’d be a manikin,
I’d fully comprehend how alone
Alone can be,
I’d bask
In etched gold walls
Warm beauty, like a prison,
Silenced, like a breath of air,
Wonderment,
A hard wired duty,
Delegating revelries,
I’d fly,

Moonward,
I’d be a honey bee
If looks were brains
In the hexagonal dawn moon drop sun,
For my eyes, the honey sea,
Drip the drop of thrice pineal,
Down the river’s history,
Through watersheds of mystery,
All the realms in gales of wonder,

My dark one, my sweet one,
My sky.

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