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Head Lite

Expectancy
A strange expectancy
Flows through me
Like a stream of light
That comes from
Nowhere reality
To show somewhere reality
Which is truly nowhere.
Just me,
We,
Reality,
in the light.
Expectancy?
Expectancy?
Expectancy?
An energy sacrifice to God?
Or to me?
What do I see.
Lemmings?
Or humans?
Or baby gods.?
God.
Expectancy
God
Expectancy
God
Expectancy

Pregnancy.. premature. immature
Doubt filled reflections
Doubt filled reflections
Doubt filled reflections
Illusions
Reflections or reality
Reflections are illusions,
For they do not live
They only reflect. illusions
Illusions of me.
We,
I.
Only illusions
which are not real,
they do not live,
but I live
now. and
now.
and.
now.
I'm still here
Forever
Here.
now...
I am
I am
I am
All.

© 6/11/73
Stevon Lucero