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
No comments:
Post a Comment