The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
The Crystal Vision

Plucked,
I sing, rippled across the expanse,
unexpended, untired
in the astral ambulations of
the crystal vision.

Warmed by our entanglement
we fuse free from timefulness,
our ember rose blooms
and I ring, sing, throng and scream
schintillations of chrysalitic plasma
showering hue against the abyss.

Consumed in the joy of racing apart
and between, legion and lenticular
we resonate each other into
a protoplastic orgy of quanta
unleashed quasar pulses leave my skull
pouring shadows into corners
I pity the residue, for if we are,
we are to dance in eternal ecstasy
do-si-do the flood of timedrops
abandon our formal drape
and frolic across the stellar dancefloor
forever.
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