Oh van Gogh
let me be at eternity's gate with you
and open your brain
call you insane
evolve over the centuries
our expectancies
stigmatized
walking up to the peak
and then into the field
it won't happen here
but soon I'll exhume you
open your temporal lobe
watch it transform
into golden wheat
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