(Scene 1)
... Cool breeze's waft about illuminating goosebumps
taking my energized soul to the place of true loves
... a field... near an orchard filled with apple blossoms
as a grainery without machinery,we work together as God's sons
making a way as sowers of new life among fields of thieves
Rustling and popping at the step of the Master among the sheaves
underfoot?! yes, i am, for i was borne out of seed in a tilled soil
a coarse supplement reaped,then placed in bags made by the loyal
Closed in... taken away to a building where we're milled
Mixed in with the foreign elements to feed and help build...
(scene 2)
...Blue eyes of exceptional beauty,alight on my rose-flushed cheeks
Melting me into a mumbling,blubbering wreck like "some freaks"
cause what comes out your mouth is like silk to rough hewn hands
Enveloping me in the ethereal grip of these lust filled plans
feeding each other through our carnal needs and bread of fallen angels
because for now i'm sandwiched between you and common fables
the taste of peaches,chicken and honeywine linger on lips pillowy soft
while the smell of lavender mixes with a salty sweat as sex lifts me aloft
riding away on a cloud, interwoven with blessings of a child
wrapping your arms about me, holding us together for a while
(Scene 3)
Melancholy permeates these scenes, giving way to images that subdue
As startling static,it steals the attention and what's meant to undo
The dreams are like fodder and manure on the path of a well laid plan
Bringing on realitylike a god-awful pinch during baby makin
Because like schizophrenic grays letting out blips of a "sane" life
In slips an alien in a off-white jacket,holding what looks like a knife
Rolling my head,so i can read what surrounds me,the room sways
I see handcuffs just as i hear a voice say,"He's awake after 862 days."