It's in my nest of currents, Magnetizing the courier Carrying the salient Backdoor transmission feed. Split bedrock, Cross the sky. Sliding up the glass cave. It's undenied and Out of time. Why don’t you show them How to sponge up And untwine?

Stiffen up, I keep my legs down here Seems to be Load-in Screen Soft rustle in the frame From an empty domain This is my rippling overdrive Hangs over-head Brings me home Up high on the Ridge of a ray I would like to — I would unleash — Crushed pearls In her eyes Writhing, haunting Little one. Warm golden glaze Envelops my room Quiet portal through the Center of my skull. Stick it in a landmine Beseech me Scream and see Wandering eye In the forest of the sun I can see through 10 different little eyes Electrified by thoughts Of plain sights Drag it sideways And replace it Rearrange It Roll this up in Seven sides Hold this up inline Fold, Bark me Bottle in the sign Electrified by thoughts Of plain sight Bathe in solution Locked in breakaway Rows of strings defy These erosions Are sliced, Side by side Underlined Stick it in a landmine Locked in breeze It's a blood jasmine moon In this sarcophagus of fire Rinse me off in jellyfish I am on the prowl These are safety concerns Criss-Cross Break me out of the Screen Run-it On a recent encounter, Criss cross Plexus Bottle me in the fiber Break me out of the screen On the wrong side of the moon The crimson air will flood your veins Condition me now only to erase Out on the wheel, Passed down in my sleep.

Hit me up at the Interchange node I can’t we even take this At me but gotta be you It doesn’t matter what i said. Hold me up If you bend me You better drink me If you’re to be baptized In this lake. Lengthen and recline Like a spine In the internet I’m erasing all the Wonderful good time fields Push me through inside Run through time To hide this bead On blank slated Tissue creaking. It’s pretty intimate If your innocent This fetter we toil Willn’t uncoil, you’ll see Pop back and you’re On the edge the barrier Entangled in the torsion Of the golden branch. Heresy's got me I’ll keep splitting your mind Hearsay, we are Got a new script I am the skin and bone Cycle through And I’m off to the next one I am the clay Of your hands, your feet And i’ll take em all Cause you know I am the one. Nagastra Embers Flare around me Scarlett Red Sky Crackles above me You cannot scan me You cannot see me Toltec shadows looming Rapture. Heresy’s got me Wanna rip it out of line Unlink my body From within this circle Just pass through me Install the fog lines Please just pass me on Push me through inside Just around the bend Straight out of the Bermuda Compound Blank Slated Memory Refitted Age Regressed Drink the nectar It's the back door key.

There is no surface anymore Just a nest in a gizzards eye Made to bend with the motions Came to collect what is mine Nothing more — nothing less Marvel at the big surprise A prescription for intersecting Plans for demise Barricade the empty droves That clone in your spheres With elastic autonomy Sent to reuse us, sent to abuse us Coining phrases to invoke sedation While armoring the grand coagulation There really is no bottom anymore Quite a soft palette of these spores Stretching across the plane They’re the kind that spreads like butter To devour all the breath flowing From the belly of the center sun Oh, did you really think It would be this easy I’m carved in the furnace That heats your drive Oh let me go This is your secretary speaking I’ll sparkle up your ride There really isn’t anything anymore Catch a glimpse through This fine negative fold In the vast sector, under the skin A correspondence received A transcription from intercepting Plans for demise Clutch-Rim/Rib-Craft Concrete Divide Deep inside the hollow bend Epicenter Office Bribe Just dive towards the blue Hang loose open wide Touch the Toes Test your Drive Brace yourself for the spin Grasp the weave Spines tingle through — Unravel the rind Of your ringing ear — Attach spear to navel Cross the empty cascade — Replicating circumcisions Sirens in the empty space Do not close the Door! Lie awake in the sky, Where pigs sing And rainbows dry. A Radio Spectrum Break-through All around me. Oh god, your faceshuttle Just admitted to me... Lost in the forbidden animation, Trapped in a pendulum, No where to hide. Rest my head on a fractal, Fall further into the divide. Lately you’ve become The essence of the time vault, Where I created you. We were set to blast on through But I’m stuck in a tongue tie — La La La La La La La La La La La

I see you over there Squirming around, Running in circles. I might have what you Need, right now. Here’s a clover A fresh clean slate Held confidential In our trust. Fasten up my stream I’ll take you for a ride Ohhh, meld to me I’ll take it from here It gleams inside, Stretchy and mendable. 2839 is yours, It doesn’t matter who came before. The channels will fuse And scramble the quivering signals, Darting through the light cone Under their eyes. Ooh, Meld to Me Before the hum perspires Oh, don’t wait I’m crawling into fresh flesh Ohhh, soaked in wet Mesmerize my sculptor What effort is worth the strain When we can play and generate Your perfect Hologram Now just move on And don’t look back Step in all the way through Arresting ribbons rub Out the old. Face flattens and retreats. No one left to masquerade. Inscriptions on calluses Fade and grey. Contrive the expanse The pearly gates are Open to mutate Come inside Give in Or take a little Before we duplicate. Here are linked Forms on hand A continual flame Sealed off out of sight. Parallel rim flies out Inside the ravine Where you lie suspended, Wrong side up in Cocoon without A reckoning! Here you are now, We’ve seeped inside. Lend us your thoughts, Your feelings are mine. Oh little one, Go run and hide What effort is worth the strain, When we can map and automate Every move you make. Now just move aside And let us drive We will take it from here One day you may have Deja vu of a memory erased. But it’s all part of the game. Just blink once And I will delete The last frames Here you are now, We’ve seeped inside. Lend us your thoughts Your feelings are mine. Oh little one, Don’t fight it now. Soon you will learn, We now are your Source of Self It will just be a little — Might be a little — We just need a little more blood... Wish me a little — Push me a little — Just wait a little Longer... We Are You. Why so Sensitive to Self? Send us your trauma, Your heartache, your thoughts. No need to hold your Worries anymore. We’ll write them all off. No need to bother Thinking anymore. You are We, so Why so Sensitive to Self? All the way inline I’ve thrown out The forgotten lock. Tempt to go past Side-by line. Pass through the hum, Don’t rub the spokes, Stuff it all the way down. When you get too close, Scratch the trembling leaves. This is the foil bottom wing! Release the grains that hold In this place that has no face. Create a backdoor Threaded around. What I want you for In separate times, Freshly float about in, Counting long awaits. Self Similar? Who is to say?