wallowing in the truth of this nighttime fate. Falling into the black, spiders crawl onto my feet, snakes saunter down my legs, bats hold my head up while my hair is flaming. Getting through the disasters that make my fate, freedom in the outside of my mind.
Slashing this way and that, timing is everything, behold the blood dripping from my eyes, tears of fright fall freely from my sight. Which way is the way into the heart of the matter,
come into the cave, see things you’ve never known,
Free the conversations that make you fear, and split your mind in two, just lay them down in the cauldron, they’ll be cooked and eaten. Fear not the thoughts, we’ll just salt them and eat them up, sprinkle some blood on them for extra taste, yum, swallow them broken.
catching the raindrops, savoring the taste, so fresh, so wet.
finding a mirror to take me home. Reflecting the red moon in my eyes, I fall into slumber as the hammock sways in the night. Holding me warmly, I arrive home.