Baker
Bluelighter
Laying on the floor so still,
my experience is strobing
Suppressing thoughts of capitalism,
exposing my materialism
Fading in and out of consciousness
The possibilities are endless
knowing this I now degrees
thinking how to end this
Waking up in a dream world,
water is its element
feeling an ocean sirens call,
that leaves perception bent
sparkling images of angels,
flicker in the walls
waves crash this kingdom,
conversing with my third eye
Asking questions to aid my life
and how to better others
"you shouldn't need to ask"
says a voice sounding like my mothers
I am a child once again,
though not ignorant this time
knowledge as blind as oblivion
knowing this I feel fine
my experience is strobing
Suppressing thoughts of capitalism,
exposing my materialism
Fading in and out of consciousness
The possibilities are endless
knowing this I now degrees
thinking how to end this
Waking up in a dream world,
water is its element
feeling an ocean sirens call,
that leaves perception bent
sparkling images of angels,
flicker in the walls
waves crash this kingdom,
conversing with my third eye
Asking questions to aid my life
and how to better others
"you shouldn't need to ask"
says a voice sounding like my mothers
I am a child once again,
though not ignorant this time
knowledge as blind as oblivion
knowing this I feel fine
