A lost hungry vagrant
on a train to nowhere
everywhere's his home

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     on a patch of hay
     in the heat of day
     he doesn't bother to get
     on his knees and pray

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          everything he wants
          is in his sweat and blood
          the shirt on his back
          and his matter of fact

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                                     ­          no one can touch his
                                               solitary freedom
                                               even when burdened with chains
                                               and in heavy rains

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                    he flies through time
                    known by himself
                    on a patch of hay

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        in an empty, lonely cart
        on a train to nowhere
        wandering the face of the earth

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yearning for Starlight💫

Your toes curl under quivering breath

     in abandon to the power of sweet caress
  
     yes
          yes!

Yes! to the dripping ecstasy of our union

     to the penetrated walls of the Self

we dance wildly through puddles & stains  

     free of the pains of fetters and chains

          Free!

we cast into the fire the boundaries of flesh

     & weave our bodies into euphoric mesh

prostrate at the flowing alter of Love.

the unbearable fear!
our white washed reality's
thin veneer
is pealing away
revealing the bloated
rotting carcass underneath
spewing dense shadows
& gnashing it's teeth
wailing helplessly the Word

the Word that man
has uttered throughout the ages
on various stages
& through the oppressing bars
of desolate cages

the very Word  
that brought us forth from the dark
now haunts our dreams
only passing our lips
through midnight screams

with a jolt
we bolt upright
out of our narcosis
paralyzed by fear
how did we get here?

All energy comes from the same well
every whim wrought
whims not
while sitting on a fiery throne
or cast out onto frosted stone
buy or sell
It's drawn from the same well
loss
gain
pleasure
pain
close your eyes
what color is it?

Reach into the hole in your head

          follow the trail that consciousness bled
    
     leading you down Paths never trod

               planes never Seen by the eyes of man

     unsullied by preconceptions

or illusion of plan

          the Blood flows and the trail grows

spilling over into Colorless Night.

Lofty unspoken Dreams

     tear at the tattered seams

          it seems we were meant to be unraveled

     to be undone
  
          & burn with the sun

               to be at peace with chaos

          or else

               wither away

                    under the crushing weight of mortality.