GATES OPEN
WINGS CHASE ME ACROSS THE MOUNTAINS
WORDS AND SPELLS STRETCH ME TO THE INTERIOR
I SING THE SCRIPT NO ONE READS
MY LOCO-DREAM LEADS ME THROUGH THE FOG
ROOTED IN LIGHT
RUBBING UP AGAINST THE EMPTINESS
CHOPPED TO BITS BY CRAZY MYSTERY
I RECONSIDER I RECONFIGURE I GO MAN
i live in the lightness of my SEEING
in this cosmic see of BEING
i know my magic
dream egg the nest of my belief
by Kim Nuzzo on Saturday, June 23, 2007
