Jeff

A Ballad of Excellent Destruction
2001-06-21 06:24:41 (UTC)

3rd eYe -TooL-

Dreaming of that face again. It's bright and blue and
shimmering. Grinning wide and comforting me with it's three
warm and wild eyes. On my back and tumbling down that hole
and back again rising upand wiping the webs and the dew
from my withered eye. In Out In Out In Out A child's rhyme
stuck in my head. It said that life is but a dream. I've
spent so many years in question to find I've known this all
along. "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So
glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch
you play. Why are you running?" Shrouding all the ground
around me. Is this holy crow above me. Black as holes
within a memory and blue as our new second sun. I stick my
hand into his shadow to pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble to see just who I might have
been. I do not recognize the vessel, but the eyes seem so
familiar. Like phosphorescent desert buttons singing one
familiar song... "So good to see you. I've missed you so
much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out
to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Prying open
my third eye. So good to see you once again. I thought that
you were hiding. And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma. I opened my eye and there we
were. So good to see you once again I thought that you were
hiding from me. And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason. Prying open my third
eye.