shades of red and blue
streak across her face
a knowing eye of perceptive sight
and mouth of slightest taste

tell me what you think

now there's a thought thats in my mind
looping over and over through my eyes making me blind.
looking at the snakes moving in her hair
though i want to see her face but i'd never dare
for you see, the way things gotta be
for it seems that have got to leave behind this dream
for the things that we conceive the things that we perceive
there's nothing we can do or find to hold on to
besides, the celestial extra terrestrial
existential and past transcendental
things not conceivable within our mind,
more powerful than things that we can make or find.

tell me what you think

she comes to me from my dreams
and from my revelations
her lips will kiss and caress my face
and unveil my inspirations

tell me what you think

dreams are the means of visitation
for the goddess that appears in every situation
for she's beautiful and yet so very frightening
and the grass that she slithers on scarlet lightning.
when i see so many things i don't know what it brings
but with her beautiful stare i lose all sense of care.
the words she speaks are revelation
with her breath on my face, its intoxication.

tell me what you think

shake the ghosties out my head
and find some place thats warm
close the windows by my bed
and run from all the ants and worms

tell me what you think