Perfect Four

rollings

How alone
We're holding
connecting what is
Imagined white images
--backdrop for
feigned reality
Rides the wheel
but on what dimension
there's more
music
really
beating or
breathing
heaving, seething
reeling
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
being
kept full
light travels
why so
dark
how alone
we're holding
connecting what is
Images or
connecting
feigned reality
gomorrah's salty wheel rolls
directing dimension
Wait, there's more
dimentia
really
beating or
breathing
heaving, being
not alone
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
a patch of being
kept full on time
light travels
why so
blackened
why so alone
we're going
connecting what is
Imagining transparent
backdrop for
feigned reality
rolls this wheel
from, or to, dimensions
there's more
music
really
beating or
breathing
heaving, breathing
sighing
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
and being
kept full when
light travels
why so
spaced out
and so alone
we're holding
we go connecting alone what is
An imagined
backdrop for
feigned reality
like there's another kind
riding wheels
Not believing dimensions
there's more
music
or is it really
beating or
breathing
heaving, seething
bearing sight
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
a patch of being
a patch of space
kept full
even though light travels through it
Why so dark?
Why so long?

mysticweed

time
being
space

and most important
music

nice trip HF

acrossssSsssshittt

Half Full wrote:

How alone
We're holding
connecting what is
Imagined white images
--backdrop for
feigned reality
Rides the wheel
but on what dimension
there's more
music
really
beating or
breathing
heaving, seething
reeling
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
being
kept full
light travels
why so
dark
how alone
we're holding
connecting what is
Images or
connecting
feigned reality
gomorrah's salty wheel rolls
directing dimension
Wait, there's more
dimentia
really
beating or
breathing
heaving, being
not alone
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
a patch of being
kept full on time
light travels
why so
blackened
why so alone
we're going
connecting what is
Imagining transparent
backdrop for
feigned reality
rolls this wheel
from, or to, dimensions
there's more
music
really
beating or
breathing
heaving, breathing
sighing
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
and being
kept full when
light travels
why so
spaced out
and so alone
we're holding
we go connecting alone what is
An imagined
backdrop for
feigned reality
like there's another kind
riding wheels
Not believing dimensions
there's more
music
or is it really
beating or
breathing
heaving, seething
bearing sight
winding vines
intersecting dives
you each other living
a patch of time
a patch of being
a patch of space
kept full
even though light travels through it
Why so dark?
Why so long?

"...and twisted thoughts that spin... round my head... I'm spinning...oh I'm spinning... how quick"