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---------->im going places<-------------
not really TRIPPIN BALLS anymore
but trippin nonetheless
have had been tripping non stop all night again last night as the night before\
what have i realized?
i go places without moving my physical body
i can leave entirely
and go somewhere new
right now i could sleep a thousand years
but what am i doin anyways?
the more i dont sleep the more i trip
the less sleep you get the more bhalls you can trip in the time you save
for those dear ball trippin balls at the ball trippin ball;
well did i ever have an awesome good time tripping balls
smokeing and eating mushrooms
like the hookah smoking caterpiller
that will never know who you are
im just as curious
WHO ARRRRRRRREEEE YOOOOOOOU??1
ill bleed for you anytime
in my righteousness
no longer escaped
locked in the trance
the baLLs tripped all over the place
and music notes decided guitar class was too dull therefore they jumped off the page in futile attempts to end the life
of a black dot with a stem that means so much in a pattern of 5 paralell lines
why did it have to be this way?
what other way culd it ever be?
i must sleep now
the comfort calls me
so must it be
the mote it be
come in me to me
to show me myself as i will show you yourself
entwine in me to reveal
all that had not yet been revealed
intertwine to connect it all as one as a physical proof for the metaphor
we are all intertwined with ourselves
the same story
with the same changes
oh so will it be imperious
whiplash that precedes the love not given lightly
speak to me, shrivel in your denial, you are all for me and only me, never forsake me, unability is what i desire, you
only live to please me, wake me up until i fall asleep again
you must prove your approval of this love
you must prove your worthiness
to shine my leather in the dark
the bell awaits you
to call your name
and sing your sweet shrill name in the dark
to keep your feet at my side
your naked swelling sweating body
with a beating heart next to mine
the vibrations intertwining
becomming morse code messages back and forth
to say the things we dare not say
to say the things we would forsake, the words we would compare, the words we would confuse and take too lightly, the words
that dont explain the way they are meant to explain
the fatal attempt at love not given lightly
i am your servant dont forsake me
unable to think for myself until you teach me how
show me the way
and enslave yourself in me, my beauty, my sacred charm, and my gratitude
enslave my master, your servant dont forsake him
ill cure your heart
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