exibições 96

Nine Decades Beckon


As he travels back, it takes no time
For he is still in his insane highest speed
His soul now refuelled and (his) body restored
He must now return to (his) comatic state

Sees- his cave- within- mountainside

Begins slowing down- (still in) slight altered state
On the journey back- his mouth's shrunk in size
Became normal again- now his jaw it aches
Nearly walking now- verging on the cave

Staggers- in(to) his home- drops down- to his knees

As he crawls in his corner- his (high) mind is now calming
Time is here for the slumber- he lies down and he yearns for it…


Now as sleep ensues the beast is curled up
Within his dark cave the dreams soon approach
Drifting in darkness the shapes start to come
A haven of dreams he will soon enter.