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In my mind

I force the image of—

No wait

nothing rises

just cluttered thought

gotta find

a pure flow

get subtle images

achieve erotic power

of dream

or intensity

or sensual passion

In my eye

glistens a light

of a thousand suns

or less

without consent

or actual effort

the endless attempts

at inner peace

or even rapture

denied

obstructed

by multiple injustices

still beyond my reach

still outside

my mind’s eye

unfocused retina

unable to capture

the fleeting ecstasies

of serenity

flow by

in my mind

visualizations

unheralded by gods

or governments

but never more real

nevertheless