The day is the night without shimmering fabric
around all the tangible world
The glow of a light in a puddle and leather
The metal the gold and the pearls

The hours and minutes and seconds we live in
are only a room for a room
The cube that i sit in is traveling circles
and one day began with a boom

This life isn't perfectly easy to take
and will never be easy to win
but son in the morning the light is the option
to take all the world for our kin.

Loneliness is just a game,
Finding ways to lay.

Write the answers down for once
Escape impending fate.

Erase the marks upon my soul
With brilliant light and pray.

Jesus
Fingers, ET too,
A healing thought today.

The pathway to the hidden falls,
greenest trees and ivy walls,
Humid day and rain a threat,
Forest living, thick and wet.

Pebbles on this path to be,
Never ending, fast to me.
Flip flops make an obstacle,
For me to keep the pace we go.

The peach in hand is almost eaten,
When roaring waters reveal this Eden,
The water falls so quick approaching
seems to stick my memory's poaching.

We climb the uphill train of rocks,
more like boulders, need for socks,
Majesty miracle's tickle my senses,
Like watching babe ruth swing for the fences.

Something here is overpowering
behind the force field something is flowering,
Wet smooth rocks lay geometric,
something alive and something electric.

Native American premonitions,
Thoughts of the beginning of all of this swishin',
Waterfall dreams sparkle like diamonds,
Foam and water, slippery minded.

Brain chemical explosion.
Somethings been bound.
Something is gone
something I found
Burned in my imagination
is this place that I visited
on my vacation.

Dragon tears in clover fields and purple clouds and golden coins
magic carpets genie lamps and wishes of the everlasting
Kisses, promises, fireworks.

Gloves and scarves and beating hearts
Winks and doorbells
Hopes and Dreams
Everything oh everything!

Melted snow and dazzling intricate
Roll like waves over air and sound
Fantastic fabric enveloping darkness
Swallow my soul and make me whole.

Leperchauns and green garb of irish
Brown tattered top hat and world of emeralds
Surround my heart and take me to paradise
Open grasslands making the ocean bright.

Faerie dust and technicolor
Blue shiny sand as the wings flying flutter
Something like amber and something like granite
The psychic feeling of everything manic.

Blue energy genie man
take me away to neverland
The reality of withered trees and golden paths and bumble bees
Of pink roses and lively rivers
Swirling like potions and arrows and quivers
Make me elixers and bake me a cake
The breathes in the bottles and dreams that we make.

The sadness the laughs and the corners of rockingchairs
Chandelier whiteness and gleaming silver chalices.
Green golden robes and blue tethered rope belts
Magic of zealots and fine shiny cloth felts

Gloss me a glass of a wine so delicious
Make me a drink made of all of my wishes.
Bake me a cake of beautiful kisses.
Draw me a bath of sun kissed implicits.

Stark in his nature fleeing the authorities
He barely perceives the shocking cold under his bare feet
The snow crunches as his toes grip the concrete
He accelerates across the land as hexagons spin in his vision
Complaints from surrounding society echo across the property
"Get down on the ground and stop what you're doing" the responding officer murmurs
The zombie man sprints across the snowy sidewalk away from him.
Blood runs down his hands and torso as he is physically confronted by officers.
He breaks through their grip running back where he came from, attempting to escape to a warmer place as he breathes in mace.
No one will open the locked front door to the building
As the light reflects off of his skin, he is tackled to the sidewalk and handcuffed on the ground.
He scrapes his top teeth against the cement on the sidewalk to distract himself from the physically unbearable sensation and licks a cigarette **** off of the ground and swallows it, saying goodbye to his world.
He looses consciousness and passes across the realm of consciousness for a brief moment, seeing that life continues. As he is rescusitated, he feels as if a better place lay across the plane he has recrossed. He slightly regrets his recent actions, anxious to see the consequences and their requirements of him.