When you take a juicy bite from the fruit of the sky
And your chin drips in twilight’s nectar
And the stars are seeds that fizz in your mouth
and twinkle gooey rushes inside you

The mind rises with the notions of infinite oceans
of fractal web cartography, charting your course
through the looming abyss that spans like the space
between thoughts

Spin freewheeling
Dance with the glee of melting harmony
Let it ooze overtop you

Sing to the heavens that splash their mistings
and ring with the symphonies of shining tides

This is your place in the netherworlds forming
This is your dream in the mind of the sky
This is your star-burning hearth that is warming
This is your answer to why