Speckling a spotless page I riddle with holes the device of my life
Cutting my vision to words given, the ink drips from my knife
Whiplash of wicked waterfalls of brain matter
Senseless chatter rise above the babble of the crowd
Powerful and loud acute attack on the master laws
That keep me down and try to hold me back when I am strong
Streaming where I’ve been into a manual of the thinking man
For sinking ships and shoulder chips to wake and move along
Explode and fade to the far away say peace and I’m gone
I mentally move and never lose attachment to a world where I am phantom
The buzzing in my brain’s become my anthem
I’m going off on tangents people taking what others hand them
Tearing down walls telepathically and then repair them
Abuse the dimensions which I dwell within
Hell and many ways
Funny how a flood could bring on better days
Nothing stays the way it seems and I don’t know what it means
Don’t know much at all sometimes so I lay back in my dreams