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The Fourth Dimension

Seeking that wide dark hole
pulls to the end.
Where time whirls erratically. 
And particles spawn irrationally.

Vision is bent.
Lips quiver.
Orifice's pulse quickens.
Blood and mucus thickens.

Senses enlighten.
Sexual organs tighten.
Thoughts race from sequence.
And turn of events cease.

Lost in that wide dark hole
never reaching the end.
Where time whirls erratically.
And particles spawn irrationally.

Voices internally solo.
Facial structures echo.
Hair follicles split.
Gnawed nails quit.

The traveled time is visionary
mixed in a colossal of missionary.
Internal beat shallow.
Chambers hollow.

Pulled into that wide dark hole
never reaching the end.
Where time whirls irrationally.
And particles spawn erratically.
© LSH 2000