oozing a nectar of trembling epiphany
sentry is sleeping whilst guarding pentuppery
secretly dreaming trespassing all over thee
working around the sacred inside of me
needing and wanting are twining a fantasy
always unspent in mortal absurdity
but
truth like a wave or a kiss from the other me
calls to the knowing waiting so patiently
climbing the ladder of tenuous certainty
thank you I say to the sleepy eyed sentry
i smile and step out of that tedious entropy
wild are my eyes in a rainbow of heavenly
milk
is my youth
and honey infinity….
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Silver Poetry 
Another fine bend to two art forms.
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🙂 only a tuned in person would see the connection x
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an interesting vision but for my confusion over the meaning of “pentuppery”…
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haha awesome, I made that word up it means what it says …. full of the ‘pent up’ bursting with a tantrum like sensation of frustration …or something
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