Tag: Flaming Lips

  • Feeling Yourself Disintegrate

    Disintegration by Carmen H Gray Whispers, sideway looks, blank stares Backs turned on me I recognize the repudiation When you reach for magnitude And your brightness expands Some are blinded Some are scattered Some are reduced to small specks The torrent of stardust  That trails behind you The bitter is never without the sweet Self-exoneration…

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