Miok: |
This art is about as clear as this poem. |
Chris: |
I can't understand either of them. |
The stars ahh her body err with me
even whinn farr away
In my kuntsciousnass she shimmers
und her radianzze guides me owardz -
on weird travals ta braighter deizs
Till discofferin her radio signuls
I was draiftin threw space
Now I huve adjested me trajictory
& am speeding tuwird a Primal Brightness
ready ta implode any daiiii
