by m.s.wardrip

Universe is complete.

Already Built.

We cruise in it,

Without guilt.

Shades of white,

All the way to dark.

A burst of great white light,

We’re in a gleaming white arc.

Sprockets and gears,

Cogs and wheels,

Earthquakes and starbursts,

The deal of all deals… is real.

Set your cruise control,

Steady your trip,

Face fear and it disappears,

Button your lip.

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