Crack me alive
Snap vigor inside me
Thrive

Grip staples of spiked reality
And crush it open with a ripened fist

aaaah….

Hello you old doll

You plum trigger of levity
gushing flagrant strips of conciousness

I remember your sense of tottering on the cusp
Looming like a shadow over eternity’s chasm of the unknown

Stretching outward into the moment whirlwinding around me
in a lush ballet of cavorting omnipotence

Flush the blood out my pores in a reeking nectar of aliveness
that ushers the doorways to your infinity

Welcome back you slugger of freshness
I imagine some people call you divinity