Over the edge, rather than left
Pushed through my very own Carolus Karma
within fire shadows melt into dark gold
Five days to recover health & smile
crawling on copper stones and intense green grass
blessed by the seals under electric blue sky
and the wind blows his air to my veins
STILL ALIVE SHE SAID. Still there.
Running for another good time with you.
Ring the bell, call me monk, have a beer
i’m about to drive you inside your Carolus Karma
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