6 a.m. is back around like 4 a.m.
I\'m drunk on tulip petals
Probably shouldn\'t be here, doing this
Haven\'t had a good sleep since the torture started
But I come alive with a night kiss
Opened up like a garage
Hooked the typical fish
A wailing ship drifting
In a wonderland
Sipping
Cucumber cool, caramel milk
Spinning like the wheel of a mill
The sun is coming up over the hill
The pink sky is glittering like an eye
Art is my oxygen, art is keeping me alive
I can\'t glaze over it
The burden is the heaviest weight
An anchor on my chest
I\'m kicking the habit, can feel the pulsating rhythms
Quelled emotions reflect like a radio wave
I ate the hot root
The horizon has expanded like a roof
I\'m not fully there, I\'m here
With tousled hair
Feel like I\'m wasting away with every new idea
Like a dream that turned into a nightmare
Peering at the seascape
In a moony state, down the passageway
The peal of bells reverberate
In a shiftless daze
I pray for moments of clarity
Poisoned images like sound pulses
Flicker like rays of morning sunlight
In the corner of my mind
Vacuumed thoughts, in sync, shine
Like the blinding nightlights twisting
Playing mind games, poetic delusions
I am a war machine, rain filling the creek
A glitch in the matrix
Taking life one step at a time
Waterlogged moonbeams are refulgent
Refulgent like modernisms
Fucked my brains out umpteen times
In the warren, in my sanctum
With a thin waistline
Aphonic like the empyrean
I\'m watermelon, like a peach tree
Seen death
As microscopic as a wafer of silicone
The plough cuts furrows into the soil
After the post-mortem I could\'ve cried
Waterfalls for one thousand years
One thousand nights
I\'ve never been this hungry
Just like a sucking mouthpart
Melting Red Leicester
Cut off the cap of the stalk
Toga waves like sucrose
Flushed away the evidence of summer
Several hours have passed since
I unravelled like winds
I\'m flying too close to the sun
A spirit of Icarus, the architect of ecstasy
The feeling is transitory like happiness
In the neck of the nightingale
Barcoded
I speak the truth
Pouring the blue substance
Caught in the stasis
My head is heavy on my shoulders
Like a mountain.