one could say that meditation
offers some advantages
in a certain form
you stare hard enough
at the whitewashed wall
you'll become disoriented--
that's when illusions kick in
without closing an eye
all things appear
in no particular order
in a sympathetically
twisted sort of pattern
crowding you in the middle
your heartbeat becomes irregular
your neurotic nerves throb
inside your head
and you feel everything
around you go out of control
your eyes resemble
two white holes in your face
you scream but the sound quickly
dissolves away in your imagination
everything ceases to make sense
your accumulated energy arises
and you feel yourself
gradually burst forth;
pain, so much pain
ow ow ow... I'm gone... in time...
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I miss myself already.
Is that possible?
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