sipping sweet nectarine sticky prickly hazy dream, beware,
juices oozing with ease, liquid lapping
in bloodflow streams.
curling inward and outward, we drink
with pomegranate seeds in our teeth,
caressing and agressing,
turning tables and knocking knees.
now,
suck in the saccharine poison
let it set deep, from head to feet,
unleash the entropy of a thousand ages,
whizzing in a mad dance of cloudy glee.
see (through),
eyes wide as saucers
a mirror held up to the bloodshot moon,
passing a glance around the circle
in the softest velvet underground room (tomb)
boom!
and the chemical reactor neurotransmitters waltz!
in a tumbling twirling spinning swirling
kaleido-spiral-space/time halt
ha ha ha
halt .
of the dogged neon electric perspective.
take heed of the path of the
living dead, kaleido-head, neo-renaissance heretic.
be aware
that if you hear the sirens’ call
you’d best jettison yourself into the sea
see,
i am a moth to the flame
and you are a fiery dream.
