Vacuum breathing
Through the nose out the mouth
Darkness beneath eyelids
Ohm . . .
Like my soul is in the sound
Ohm . . .
Deeper into nothingness
Backwards through my life
Ohm . . .
I am three again
Back in mothers arms
Safe and small
Silently staring at the stars
Stuck to the ceiling
Filling my eyes with wonder
I can’t hold on forever
Ohm . . . Ohm . . . Ohm . . .
And I am back
Vacuuming the dust
From my empty room
No nirvana here
No stars on the ceiling
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