14 Mar 2011

Let us dream awhile


Let us dream awhile, you silent and insanely sacred citizens of dust,
Let us dream awhile, over ancient planes, and starry skies, and Arabian nights of lust.
Let us dream awhile: you desert wolves that roam these citadels of madness; who know too well the funeral bell and ancient songs of sadness.
Let us dream awhile in wisps of smoke, encased in caterpillared dens;
Into the diamond of our wilderness, in the shape of now and when.
Let us dream awhile into the mazy mirror, where shattered glass descends, in a chattering mass and illusional smash, of all your make-believe friends.
Let us dream awhile into the womb and tomb of your cocoon, where people plastered to the wall, do wank and wail without a face, deep inside it All.

Let us dream into the place where you were always high, and every pore of every atom oozed with the jizm of sunshine.
Let us dream in folding fountains of light, flowing from your living room; in cascades of cubism carried through the night, to where the sun does meet the moon.
Let us dream into the great out-doors, where the whispers of the blackbirds over hill, are well aware of vacant stares, by men whose minds are kept behind a till.
Let us dream away now child, and take flight across the ocean-land; into threaded webs of your very own head, where the final bastion stands.
Let us dream far, far away, beyond your dad of good and bad,
What is this we’ve always had?
And how came we to be so so so sad?
Let us dream away your watery withered face, and watch it swim inside a bucket; dare to breathe & heave & say fuck it – I was born & died & wept & slept a million lives before – is the key-hole to another door?

Let us dream away now love, give your blowjobs to the Milky Way, in this great aquarium of stars, exploding in the light of day.
Let us dream in peace now love, the Gods are laughing at us all – see the secret silent incident; of our instincts seated in this hall.
Let us dream onto the ebbing shore of one more children’s bedroom, where all these dreams were dreamt before under the dying stars of an eternal vacuum.
Let us dream so deep into the great outside, until it seeps into the canvas of our minds.
Let us dream so wild you star born child, until the solar systems in your head on dreams of light have fed, and with nothing left to hide, make love to All outside; until you laugh yourself to bed.