Lucid Transcendence

last night
i visited
an empty
version
of my
apartment,

where the walls
were lined with
of shelved
burning candles.

i was translucent;
the everything
and nothing of me.

i walked outside,
testing this
newfound form
by possessing
a woman’s body.

but,you still
recognized me.

we wandered
through town,

made out
publicly,

and nobody
batted
an eye.

Precipice

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I am bird, these are my words.

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