Dingy white rabbit ears
***** from sweat and the dark world
Sat upon a pale boys black hair
The air that flows in colors, drifts

His hazy eyes don't see the light around
Within those colors so abound
The light avoids his eyes
as the darkness hovers just above

Milky greens flows into earthy browns
And shining smiles are marring frowns
He spins in anticipation clearly searching
Though the solid ground is far lurching

The crags create a sarcophagus
And in this valley comforting
He is shapes from in the drops of color
He dances with black eyes upward

The light is not there for him
It cannot permeate his shroud
But melodies exist with him
Always so, and ever within

The sounds provide a reverence
And arms upreach to heavens blind
The seraphs reach to fingertips bruised
And lack of feeling denies him sight

So cludging in that mire faded
He becomes aptly sedated
Gone the lores he so created
Pondering the sounds before

Gripping on him within such havens
He casts out the sounds belated
As if a feeling to be purged
And here stood bereft and sated
Clinging to the darkness there
Spinning in the darkness there
Eyes as lightless as his darkened hair
White rabbit ears upon his matted hair