the lights

swept into the abyss
with crystalline entities
my total value swollen
by an angry past

blinking lid's caress my youth
in silent lightening
as a modal mind
becomes careless and worn

I cast myself up, floating
spiraling into the stars
anchored in the black
topped off
with unidentified fluids

a thousand lights follow
as I chase the past
borrowing lava
in certain caverns
of truest soil

the whirlwind shapes us
in this beguiling craft

I awoke moments later
as a drowning, angry druid
and we left the building

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