the train of thought
heated by an invisible furnace
thick
with colliding smiles
pouring
through my mind
like sunshine
you can find more of my art at http://www.artofkundalini.com
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the train of thought
heated by an invisible furnace
thick
with colliding smiles
pouring
through my mind
like sunshine
you can find more of my art at http://www.artofkundalini.com
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
Haikus Senryus and Tankas about anything and everything
Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Hoping to inspire the world one word at a time.
Sharing my poetry to help end the stigma about mental health
Words and image so excellently coordinated.
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this one did seem to fit together nicely. xx Thanks Charles
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