Fleshy leaves carpet earth's surface
buttery chutes reach up to meet the sun.
The flower blossoming signals life renewed
...
May your ship sail swiftly
among the celestial stars.
The current of angelic seas
...
I detach myself from myself and crawl into my brain.
There's a conveyor-belt of madness trying to sustain
every thought and experience that might drive me insane.
...