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Subconscious Sailors

Salacious are the sailors sailing psychedelic seas

A million miles adrift yet anchored,

Stationary;

Their chakras reeking, seeking those sensual gems

beyond Sobriety’s boundaries

Of banal amblings, gambling for the Hidden Kingdom’s

pituitary

Séances. So many memories. So much mirage.

Miraculous bandos. Subconscious sabotage.

The black burkas of restless miscreants

cast in the furnace;

succumbing to the numb sleaze

among the crew of salacious sailors

sailing psychedelic seas.

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