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'the vortex be just a whirlpool',
so trickster told the fool.
'buy just one', he said,
'and they'll always give you two'.

deities throw their dice
down lost corridors of time.
in the tapesty's rip,
you gotta see all shine.

in between states-
with these hungry entities-
i forever watched you,
in your windswept identities.

moon-dusty condors soar
on fermented indigo trips-
fated to transcend
on the priestesses ship.

torrents in the doldrums
unclog sargasso seas.
landlocked hanging sand
lush textures running free.

in between states-
with these hungry entities-
i forever watched you,
in your windswept identities.

in between states-
with these hungry entities-
i forever watched you,
in your windswept identities.

'the vortex be just a whirlpool',
so trickster told the fool.
'buy just one', he said,
'and they'll always give you two'.

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from The High Desert Prophecies, released September 16, 2016

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