Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Dimensions

This is the price you pay for time travel
Raw liver and onions
Minced grounded cedar chips
An early grave from a disfunctional brain
Medicines, medicines, medicines
Such a small price to play the fool
Guinea pigs and lab rats, we are in this modern babylon
Succubi and demons rule the mind in times such as these
Hallucinations, delusions of this day and age. 
Hazel eyes and jewel tones announce upon our graves that we are one in the same. 
One in the same, one in the same, ONE IN THE SAME. 
rebels, they are
Mercury they fall
Lithium they heal
Thorazine zombie rules them all
Owl tail feathers in a glass jar high upon the shelf of self determination
Prevails with strength from disembodied voices of the deity you seek. 
Control our minds, chakras, numbers, numbers, numbers. Speak and so we shall seek the truth. 
I do not like this, the thunder rolls in on a hot summers day. 
The humidity of nature's sweat glands upon your neck. Sickly sweet
Martyr saint lover whore. 
What more can be asked? 
What more could be said?
Deathly hallowed and a wrinkle at best, in time.