Acid Dreams

Air
Lift
empty fill scatter
inject
large vast expand until there is no more need to
feel movement. Until space is not outside
skin, still intact yields its boundaries,
flight at no speed moves
grace and undulation
There is no need only air as a body
and water caresses
there is a cloud
there is earth
Earth to pound to dig to tunnel and grind and shake off
to stare off from
to suck on the hot sour pit
The fog, whisps of clouds soften the view
wrap the mind in soft muslin white sleep
sleep that hurts not the eyes
..
There is a roof
It loves me
I stretch my hands through it without resistance
It thins and disappears
There is a floor, my cradle
If I trod it I would slip through noiselessly
ripple
pass
wash over
breath be solid resist, yield disperse
we will meet again yet always new
blind me so colours change
Shadows forget for only moments
Shade from the great light