it`s a bespin kind of sky-let me show you what what`s the worst that can happen? this tastes funny i`ve done this before why am I here? only you baby all invocations of discord already suffering-lost before I leave my front door castles when the day swings itself through the striped course every seed at it`s maturation-then it`s decomposition-then it`s breeze into the next shape-it`s new born-it`s new time view in the heart of one whose dreams have fleshed out--bleeding sad romance or second coming spark a lighter choking for fluid like a bubble in the heart got to have some light-watch the afterimage-then spark it again crack the Egyptian eye fluid reciever-a monolith in fragments-eyes that are searchlights jump out of heat into fog-coughing out all three mouths and grinding your limbs