STAR**** **OOP**S: A Surreal Space Poetry Project – Page 34

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Obedience,
Privilege,
Obligation,
Service.

[The] phrases
Rolling over
[Me]
Unstoppable.

I didn’t know…
What I..

Do better…?

Go!

The words we say are meaningless until someone hols us to them.
The words we say are meaningless until someone hols us to them.

STAR**** **OOP**S: A Surreal Space Poetry Project – Page 33

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I began to
Doubt
My competence

“Under the influence
Of narcotics,
Hypnosis

Echoe[s]…

“Free will,
Coercion,
[A] promise…”

I thought
I knew better

I swear…

Is it me or is there a lot in each of these pages to make a person sound mental ill?
Is it me or is there a lot in each of these pages to make a person sound mental ill?

STAR**** **OOP**S: A Surreal Space Poetry Project – Page 32

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Blind,
Rolling,
By touch

“Oh, uh doctor?
You a doctor?”

Shock
“Come back!
I'[m]… I’m done…”

B[l]ack out

Glumly,
Insufferably,

Holes
Punched in…

Dull.

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STAR**** **OOP**S: A Surreal Space Poetry Project – Page 31

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First demand,
a need,
at the bottom of
the Pacific
is, something
very  different

[a] Titan

“Never.”
I hesitate
and wonder
whether…

Is it Cthulhu?
Is it Cthulhu?

 

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