Night Dream

Dangling conspicuously from a string of dull light. I take the path to temptation, the red pill to wonderland. Legs open wide and I say yes to pleasure, the piledrive of the gold blade sharpening in my drunk anatomy. I am deranged in the blurry headlights, stretching myself out into an eclipse, an introspective fever. I clench and flinch. I am Jesus and I am Venus. A naked body full of fun. Pulling dreams out of the night. Every problem is a strange design, a flash of lime green neon when we weave and coil. I am focused on life, and I don't notice the hell as much. The sheer peach as juicy as a lotus, an elixir I made and submerged myself in the paint of today. I rotate like propellers, the whirlwind of the vice. I am a jutting black sea of nothingness, a jutting black sea of nothingness.