When you start to see
Predator faces
In trees
And inhabited spaces
Comprise only speech
And the shapes
Undulating
In patterns,
The breeze
Emanating
From some
Indiscernible source
Resonating
Its serenade
Altered discourse
Ambulating
Like tabula rasa
First steps
I have taken
Into the precarious
Premeditated  
Subconsciously
Mind
Is a blender of bliss
In a time-warping whirlpool
Apotheosis
Then eye do believe why
Me myself
We and I
Is a lie
And the truth
Is as nebulous
Clouds in the sky
Coalescing
As all
Into one  
God’s disguise