There dwells an ocean,
On the other side of reason,
Travelling galleon on quest,
There's a creature who escapes,
Torment in captivity,
And a slow mile,
On the wings of a raven.


An animal anima,
And wet nights in a western hotel,
Explosion,
Chaos,
Warm debris,
Wall painting,
****** surrounds,
Oblique artistry,
Howls from a dark crevice,
Coveted screams melt,
In the mouth of the night,
And followers follow,
Into insane sanity,
Where the light is mist,
And the visions feeling of obtuse pleasures,
But the outcome is stolen,
Stealthed by slaves of society,
Trod on with iron tooth,
Raincoats in a booth.


I decree the release of desire,
Worldly solace toward a life,
Ignite the smoldering fire,
How long?
How long!!
Freedom is my wife.
................................

Dragun lord warrior of dark blooded soils.

You lead the men to there transcended.

Eager to disslove there reasons.

Despite the bridge was being rased.

Silver tail horses were sent from under volcanos defending.

Musk rats and rabbits stealing corn and wiskey from the moon shiners tavern.

Drink quick, as the door pushed open promptly, who is the of anger and none manners.

It's is me Leo, from cave highs near bentley town.

The grim reaper and his souls repeat there old habits creating Hellish disasters.

Let's prepare the spell of bindment.

Recite with me fellows and say grim reaper hells refuge you have no version here.

Be gone with souls you stealthed and stole for they only where not death and void.

Your promise to give them your powers and fighting abblites.

From whence, the trees where harvested for there hides to make a new script and spell book for ivory tablets and shelves.

Men dressed of red suits medal belts and center a infusion coil sparks of purple source energy where emitting power.

There is a thief among us.
One so stealthy and sneaky-
A shadow on the wall would be too loud for her stealth.

How then do I know she is here?
And how do I know that she is a she?

Well that's because she stole the heart right out of me.

I never saw it coming,
I was to blind...
To thickheaded,
I admit even to selfish.

I had this thief in front of me

One year.
She had beautiful red hair that could make a cardinal weep.
She had a smile and a blush just as bright.

Yet she snuck under my radar.

She stealthed her way two more years
Always there
Always connected
Always noticed
But never known.  

Then she made her move.
In the dead of night,
While we were on the phone.
She spoke seven clever words.

Seven words spoken true can make anyone fall for you.

Then she called threw my screen.
She reached her tender hands into my soul and caressed my heart, and taking part of it with her she retreated.

But not to hide.
She blew her cover.
Now she had part of me, and I part of her

I know who she is,
And I know that I want her in my life.

The roof of Alcatraz.

Embodying the psychedelic lust of youth.
We stealthed our way into the ancient cinder block.
Old and moldy.
Cold.
We made our way to the top.
A cold breeze off the bay sea.
Pushing along her hair.
We sat in that cold night air.
Just watching.



Garrett Johnson.