Flooded in blue light the room came alive,
The walls spoke in riddles and turned around,
The floor looked up at the ceiling and told jokes,
About this time I became shapely in ravenous lust
Greeting what I saw with bleak optimism,
I must have really gone off the deep end,
Better let the Unknown show me what it has to show me,
Praising it’s beauty while trying not to turn the mad eye on,
The little notes of yesteryear sang and bounded across the drapery,
The doors had their way with the nails,
They loosened and shattered the sky,
Windows shook and broke into rings,
Bubbling from a carbon core of nothing,
Something from anything did arise,
Took the form of a material,
Caused the flesh to feel safe burning,
And so the fire did burn in the pit of the soul,
The longing to escape and feel the release of air,
Shrouded in lies and epiphanies I rocked back and forth.