yo there! hey you!
secret agent man
who do you think you are, eh?
hiding undercover
furtively occupying the mind, like a loco-spy
on a mission impossible
spinning like a crazy dreidyl
riding a magic mem beyond chaos
where teasing impressions percolate hocus focus
over the very edges edging the heart of awareness
from chambers in dybbuk heaven
some mystic mystery brilliance wild, wild
suspending no thing, only everything
shadow dancing
with one neverending river curling through it
from the timeless time to come
itty bitties, foaming holes bursting full
and darkly wondering around the matter
falling like one lunatic laser to the ground
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