like an opium dream
i
become
magnanimous and inflated
with
a
great
global
empathy
for orphans
empire
and the general
on
the
run
i feel it pulsing
from out my ribcage
like the rko tower
before an old film rolls
i feel like a communications satellite
i feel like a minor god
till the height gets to me
then i taste the taste
like cola tasted
when
we
were
young
and just looking
for a wall
to
climb
to see if
there was tv adventure
or abandoned porn
waiting
down
on
the
other side
from secondhand-prop-shop.co.uk
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