stretch finger rabbits

So big against the dream
I feel splintering meaning in the shadows
Word! The feeling will go…
Weird and dream-like below the clouds
We condemn nocturnal leeches before the flowers
Awaken! The bastion is born
Evil and sexy beyond the bullshit
You stretch finger rabbits in the shadows

Ahhh! The birth keeps going
wary, wanting
in the night
a phone ringing somewhere
For whose sake?
My likenesses
chase his dreams
while the world changes

All big about the dreamscape
We conjure dazzling orbs in the light
Awake! The sin has gone….
So heavy about the land
I summon angry midwives over the sight
All lustful over the trees
You prod dull minds behind the tomb
Awaken, awaken! The stink is good
So grotesque below the water
I find evil monsters within the grave
Awaken! The lust is good.

Ahhh! The birth keeps going
wary, wanting
in the night
a phone ringing somewhere
For whose sake?
My likenesses
chase his dreams
while the world changes

Quite wanting within the dreamscape
You breathe splintering eyes below the belt
Awaken! The Fool has gone
Quite mammoth beside the land
I draw flying sounds about the trees
Word! The feeling will go…
Weird and dream-like below the clouds
I absorb tiny pearls among the light
I reach! The stink will die
graying defiant
seeing the light
so many roads to choose from
With what regrets
the witness
ask his way
remembering old times