(2014)
Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?
Confined, With infinite space, And light, Contained, Within her mind,
Don’t disconnect, To escape what’s real, Reality shall remain present, So instead connect, And if you face walls,
Embrace like the wind, Kiss like the rain, Touch like lightning, Thoughts like landslides, Words like fire,
When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,
Like sweet sea breeze, Against the sails first unfolding. Sheets hard creased, And ballast molding. After untold years,
||: Unattached, Each moment being connected, Burdened, Each moment being heartened, Concerned,
Pulled outward, While drawn inward, Held at the verge, Holding balance, Balance holding me,
Give me your tired, Your poor, For huddled masses, Line the mattress, Of a country offering,
Now, Forever, Eternity, Whatever...
A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,
Sickly Slurry, Fervent flurry, Humble hurry, Caustic courage category, Simply minded,
I spent 16,000 years in pure light… And finally found a way, There’s a hole, At the end of infinity, Just big enough to die through,
Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,
When at last the pieces come to fi… But no real answer comes from it, We must zoom out a little bit, See the picture that’s outside of…
