The taste of
glass
Was shrieking
Carved a
high pitch
To pour
From the
gullet
A madness we
once knew
My body and
I
Late at
night
The unrest
of days
Unraveling
Psychosomatic
I slept
My spirit
wandered
Dreamscapes everlasting
Transient materials
Wakefulness was
intangible
As it came
Landscapes appeared
Under His
wings
Men who lie
with mankind
Close to the
essence
In the
thoughts of the clouds
And the
wishing winds
That carried
the flying birds
Through the
falling rain
The ground
rose up
The candle
on my desk flickered
And the
shadow danced on the wall
Let us scale
the cave
Where essences
smoke
To find a
light
For ourselves
My body and
I
For life is
always on the mind
Of the
burning souls
A spark at
the apex
Of the empty
glass
As the
wanting
Passed the
gullet
And singed
Psychosomatic
Jason Greendyk
