Nebula           
             
Disconnect and let me drift until my upside down is right side in 
Society must let the artist go, to wander off into the nebula 
Upon return, I conjure what was seen 
I let it pulse and boil within my limbs 
I lay my pencil to the porous page, and let my lunatic indulge itself 
Wander off into your nebula, see your nectarine of multiplicity 
Cum like orgasmatron on overdrive 
Wander in off to your nebula 
Your tangerine of electricity is ripe and on a vine, so pick your prize! 
Do you enjoy your sight inside? In little, black book do I confide!

             
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