Space is only noise if you can see

I miss this felling.

This particular feeling of being spaced out

With you. 


To feel the black hole in the sky 

Till the end of the night

On a ketamine high.


To feel the gravity beneath my feet

Making multiple lines meet

On a ketamine peak.


I miss this felling.

This particular feeling of being weighted down

With you. 


To be adrift, down the rabbit hole. 

With you by my side.


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