2020
Dreams are memories, maybe? No? I don’t know! light rays sting bees,
I think therefore, it’s here within nowhere watching me from the near future
Somewhere over there something that doesn’t have form
No one knew to look beyond the unexplainable never to be repeated
Understanding Nothing, Bitten by pacifist lions rest beneath grass of purple slime
something grabs a hold of me Dragging oozing from the belly of the beast
passes on in life it can never be Consuming protruding from the walls,
nor shall always be what has been Living I awoke then found that I was never awake
lay dazed and aware of dogs, that sleep in broken beds Breathing figures which embodies unknown matter
as it was never known, to observe is to forget of fact yet still fabricated reality
mortality give guidance through the heavy breath awakening to a new found morality









