My mind has left the building
I enter into uneasy dreams
From a cage of flesh and bone.
My vessel, now a turtle
My shell, so nigh impenetrable
Yet lighter beyond imagination
A breeze with scent of lavender
Helps me escape this senseless rock
No direction, without destination,
I float, I fly, I spin around,
Through incomprehensible cosmos
I surf and sleep on icy comets
Strangely, I did not stop thinking
I pondered, I imagined, I wondered
I even dreamed, of platinum unicorns.
What is this, I ask the black holes
Are we all but nightmares and visions
Of some ******, hallucinating gods?