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Beyond colour, colour
Specific and qualitied
Existing absolute as stars
As domestic paraphernalia of lights, switches
Jolting us through our days
And beyond into the night

Into a familiar world
Bathed in a clear fluid
Where flying becomes like swimming
Like thinking, like fucking
Like in that myth of presence
Always beyond

Beyond our acts
And in them: pouring from
One dream into our deaths
As literal
As simple geometric shapes of light
Haloed with completion