FLUX

Shards of broken mockery start waving like hair

Ever is it so ever that it never ever ends

TO NEVER STOP

TO FIND YOUR CALM IN THE FLOW

FIND YOUR CALM IN THE FLOW

geists sow needles in my feeble soil

and seek seek see kings without their clothes

swagging around the globetoddlers lost ON the pane

growing seemingly seamlessly conscious of

introvertebrates gone big and hit the silver sheen

having enough for now ?

you see them sticking out

call in the next school

call in the next new thoughtforms

a choice so simple to make

break constellation

call in the next school

don’t mind a little backbone

such are never mistakes

they’re yours to define

Shards of broken mockery START waving like hair

towards the trembling prostitutors

ever is it so ever that it never EVER ends

left for ebullition

NOW SOME PROFOUND

SHADOWS GOT EXPOSED

AS LUCIFERMENTED STINGS      

call in the next school

calling in the next school of thoughtforms

such an ultimate phase

phase cancellation

call in the next school

don’t mind a little backbone

TO NEVER STOP

TO FIND YOUR CALM IN THE FLOW

FIND YOUR CALM IN THE FLOW

TO NEVER STOP

TO BE SO CALM