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She is beautiful on a space sofa

The ambient drive of a midnight cockatoo tail

A tale of breathlessness

A tale of wind in the face on a warm summer day

Vanishing, all

Planet Marzipan

Jennifer Godzilla

My apartment in Santa Monica

I learned to play the harmonica

And the neighbors grew distasteful

I just wanted to sleep on an edifice

Down by the ocean rolling

Cuddled up with rocks and sea salt

That smell of the sea

I dreamt about it again last night

I need to dream of a better world

For all these dumb cowards

These faux patriotic nightsticks

Kicking away human rights…

And yes, space

To float unfettered in a world of quiet and peace

Like sleeping on a cloud

Instead of a death hammock

I have to close my eyes and just grimace

Sigh, clutch a heart

Breathe, stay inside

Clench and shiver

For the bombs are bright

And hurt my human eyes.