Unrealities can now be held true Because every bodyevery day is stuck in one When one reality is projection screened Shining straight into the eyes It's blinding, luciferic Floating up and away Into void Where safety and utter loneliness are assured While even as we close our eyes disproving boogiemen They clamber around making changes and destroying lives along with you Your unseeing feet Crushing the innocents Beneath a comforting rug That spares our soles The pain of walking on shattered bone
I don't know Being I don't know it in itself of itself Some told me it spoke with the voice of a child, some destroyed them- Selves dressing up flowers and archways in those orders And cornering us ants at the intersection which creep crawls Crazily down from its Geographic space and happens to face the way yr sitting Eating meat or drinking tea And bam he flips and crushes you And what do you do How can it be When do you know it was your destiny? bursting open your skull on the sharpest brick beside the softest memory Of a 42nd birthday of the end of a dream