Figment

psychedelic

Billow

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Hillocks

to the molten billows.

Pilgrims

 of the highland gallows.

In the thin air

suffocates the mass.

But I look further above

and there is nothing but the infinite alas.

Crumbled paper balls

roll into sparkles

as the  sunshine guns

burst them to rumbles.

They burn before my eyes

and in this worldly vice.

At least I have a closer look,

much real and off the hook.

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