Seven Curtains - These Arms Are Snakes

7 lights and 7 chords of everything

Colors form in 7 shades

Vibrating through the glands in my nose

And the back of my head

Remnants of a past eye consumes

I am sound.

I am light

Just behind my spine lies the snake

Waiting to dual invertebrate

It sang back the past of its collapse

And addressed all his dense body needs

Involuntary systems proceed

Ejecting his soul out and straight to the light

Aphasia has taken the mind

I am secret

Ask me my name and I’ll give no reply

I am no longer concerned

I absorb.

I am light.

I absorb

I am secret

I am no longer body or physical

I act only with mind

It sang back the past of its collapse

And addressed all his dense body needs

Involuntary systems proceed

Ejecting his soul out and straight to the light

I am cow.

I am sheep.

I am strung up horse meat

For the path of mystical mystique

May I lay in the streets by the soles of your feet?

And you may walk freely over top of me

It is all that I see that vibrates inside of me

Color, shape, sounds and in space

From the memories I keep, to the sky which I reach, there

Is no bounds to which that is free

I am peasant.

I am slave.

I am the mountain and cave

I ingest words and put them into phrase

With no mouth which to speak

With no tongue in no cheek

I can sing tones of Kundalini

May I lay just beneath all the thoughts when you sleep

And caress the face that you will soon leave?

I press upon those which I admire

And hold in this heart that no longer beats

I’m alive in your streets

I can meet you in sleep

I roll through the blood that your arm still beats

I am light

I am light

I am light