Mystory historical
Phantasmagorical
Glancing flashes dancing past us
Just enchantment
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​rudimentary
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​elementious follicles

Solid goldenberry, now olden Barry’s solid
Voluntary stalling in a squalid
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​mall of scary sprawling porcelains
Forced to grin and bare it all

Morse aliens
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​dotting into dashes
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​spotting out the landscapes
​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​with their synchronistic slashes

Only ashes now
Blowing in the wind
Clouding up the vision
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​of the dreams where we beginned