True Hallucination Speak - Cynic

Bits, a handful of irregular bits

A colored glass colors the light

Warms up my spine

Stars, flat six-pointed stars

Hexagon like baby blocks

I’ve sewn a cloth

True hallucination speak

Inhale, exhale

You better get a friend to help you

Against the stream

You’ve got to make amends with the truth

Glide, a living language collides

Chrysanthemum like mandala

Gave birth two eyes

True hallucination speak

Inhale, exhale

You better get a friend to help you

Against the stream

You’ve got to make amends with the truth

Pop, pop snap crackle and pop

Science fiction memory

Interleaved

Illuminates the heart

And I won’t let you down

I might come from outer space

But I’m here with you now

And we’ll travel between worlds

The shimmer

Of that sound

In the mouth

Love’s design

Accomplished