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“I walk the moonbeam roads of silver web connecting the many worlds of the Multiverse.” – Michael Moorcock

“We have been with you for a long time. Everything you’ve talked about, everywhere you’ve been and all the things you’ve seen together… we were there.” – Mr. Quimper

Strumming the automatic circuit zone, tasting the soul-touched reverb like so much burning iron but sweet like heaven flowers, a thickly syrup of recognition and lust. Two on the mark, always the mark, thinking same thoughts and knowing the same knowledge.

Far away. A millions miles, but the love is there, never waning, always beating. It beats through broken chests, wrestled cages made splintered by life and our own failings. But the love is there.

Never waning.

There’s the go away. The non-talk fading to telepathy in Slumberland where phantom boys and ghost girls breathe in space with surgical compression slowed down to memories cast.

Deep. Deeper.

Connection is where it is birthed, silent acknowledgement where it matures. Larval to Undying, sleepy specters born frail grow to stars and within it we’re together amid the blackest space and the love is there.

The love is always there.

Deep. Deeper.

Never waning.

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2 Comments

  1. “Larval to Undying, sleepy specters born frail grow to stars and within it we’re together amid the blackest space and the love is there.”

    And here I just awoke from a nap.


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