Oni partying... those wise party gods
My eyes, my eyes, my eyes
The well...an eye...a mouth?
Humid walls of jaded stone. Plain surface for blinded hands. Has a light through its mouth shone? Yet this oiled shame descends.
The bells of new springs, pillows and years
Here comes a bright new year. And soon arrives the spring. Rejoice this glorious day! Diling, diling, diling!
This new day has just begun. It's around six in the morning. I can see the rising sun. As its shining rays are burning.
Inside eternal bliss I have my rest. Between bucolic creeds that brood and pore. But this fraternal peace inflames my chest. With this psychotic need to scream and roar.
Jump right in and take a dip. In your ego’s farthest dream. Psychedelic acid trip. Through this sea of colors swim.
A cat’s three folded requiem…
Many thoughts come to my touch. As you flap your wings to fly. And I hear your taunting cry. To the gods, the fates and such.