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Chromo Cracked

Chromo Cracked Stevon Lucero Metarealism Poem

Electric Child
The electric brain
Is nothing new.
Its always been...
Electric.
We just didnt
Know it.
It was our minds
That weren't electric,
Conceptually.
It was our minds
That weren't light,
Conceptually.
But in truth
They were...are,
Physically.
Physically...until now.
Until the electric child.
That post war baby boom baby...
His mind is electric,
His mind is light,
Conceptually.
Like the mystic and prophet,
Harmony flows through his veins,
Vision in his eyes...

© 3/13/75 Stevon Lucero

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