Breathe through
your forehead and smell
the stars.
See through your chest
and listen with
the ear in your
belly button.
That ocean
of moonlight,
that ululatant emptiness.
Cradled in your cortex
is a cave
where your pituitary
dangles, a lit
chandelier.
Whirl here
without falling asleep.
Gaze down
at the mouth of your
reptilian brain.
It is a portal,
your amygdala,
the swinging door,
almond-flavored hinge
between galaxies.
Gently push it open
with this spell:
'Ameen, Ameen,
and so it is.'
Now walk into
whatever world
you wish.
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