Lift me up, higher
Skin of smoke, you never fear the fire
Seven the poems upon your tongue, liar
Fear the fall and fear the day
Through the weightless night
Keep it flowin, every vein and bite
When is the time that I regain my sight
Or is this what is real?
This feel
Pleasureplain in bloom
Aphids on my iris, flutterby
The petals of my rune
Unpeel
Sinew from the bone
Woven by the hands of mother time
Together and alone