STAR**** **OOP**S: A Surreal Space Poetry Project – Page 36

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[I] seem
Happy, careful.
All of Space
[to] travel
I was
Wrong
Psychologically,
Biologically.
I didn’t care,
They used me
[An] experiment.
Relax,
I’d done
All right.
High [on]
The Homecoming
[Here] it’s all
Down.
false hope, recognizing betrayal and insanity, hanging on to the thought of going home
false hope, recognizing betrayal and insanity, hanging on to the thought of going home

STAR**** **OOP**S: A Surreal Space Poetry Project – Page 35

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Do you know?

Not a blessed
thing

cool off
shake out
save power

See you if
I see you

Nobody saw
I know

Paranoia, whispers to self, reassuring madness
Paranoia, whispers to self, reassuring madness

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?
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