Caricamento in corso...

Boast

I boast when my frame
plays host to an alchemical
dose of utopian dope.
A conclave of smoke,
This pius pope raises
a red wine toast,
Half god, half ghost.
The releasing of both,
When shedding exo-skeletal coat.
This feels just right,
Outer body experience
when crown chakra spikes.
Separating soul from physical structure,
living in a star cluster full of angelic motherf@ckers..

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