Sample: "top of the driveway, 4am"
standing night alone cold breeze
streetlights chase the stars away
only a few like Antares
(bright Mars nearby)
stand out like tears
pinpoint sentinels over the home
dark windows of the neighborhood
so peaceful in your hypothetical soul
you feel the collective snoring see
the silver cords twisting linking
astral dream bodies to reality
your own cord broken defective
you are grounded adrift on
the frustrated sea of being alone
warm rough pavement stones
beneath your cold feet
the karma point overturning
overexamining
over the edge cold breeze falling
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