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not sure how to phrase it,

or share what’s in my heart,

in this paused poetic moment;

but arrived is a feeling as calm as frozen pond,

a quiet sense of enough ness,

silently dancing and singing

into blue beach blanket babylon dreams,

songs being sung from within my own memories,

even as tomorrow merges withinasthru this moment,

recreating surrendered yesterday driftwood,

swimming along river’s current to the vastness of nothing,

80’s movie reruns splashed into the myst of an x’r mind,

creating a kaleidoscopic of analog ways of being,

remembering inner engineering technologies,

magnetic possibilities energizing existence,

tomorrow dreams coming alive,

into this smiled poem,

here, now, wow.