Post Animal Aral Sea
I was...
Wandering lightfoot smooth through the Aral Sea
Sun blathering quite mere
Feeling water gently simmering
Into the basin there
Tirelessly easing into my
Time-itivity
Dreaming of a being cursed to be
Burning in the deep...
(What does that mean?)
Where is the water chocolate and spice?
When did desires become socialized?
How did we dress them to be sanctified?
"Whatever you want babe, whatever looks nice..."
Garden of the urges slowly coming to a flame
Dancing in the clouds we breathe the ruins that remain
Spit in the camel goes rumpa-tum-tum
Stomping a hole in the sky
Opening the portal for wisdom and falling
To dust [?]
Ohhhhhh, oh, o-oh, ohhhhhhhhh!
Shooting, a million brilliant stars
Come galloping over the mud
Turning the universe into the earth
Depravity into the dirt
Wind whips a whisping
Their sin mixed with visions of original bits in time
What can you see? Where are you now?
It's never been harder to know when to trust yourself
