Sandman

“Sealed and feigned to die,

Death’s brother called me into the twilight of night.

Voices hastened me chilly circulars

In windy poetic chimes,

‘to see the world in a grain of sand, to see eternity in an hour..’

And I saw Adam and Eve in a snapshot photograph of time looped

Between the folds of night enjoying a rotten mangled idea of 7^th heaven’s fruit.

A few steps to my left I saw a man whipping his master endless cycle,

Saw me somehow knew me, stopped and chased me in haste.

I ran into a plain of flat parched earth

Where lived or grew but bricks, cracks and holes.

The sun burned a ball of orange dripped teasing wax down upon me

Melted away my skin slow.

I screamed my mind into a pitch black

Opened my eyes and beheld a man pierced deep

With baleful eyes trembling sorrow from within

Cut open by a shadow stringing lutes

With his skin..

I wept like a child lost in a roomful of manic laughter,

And then he realized how broken I was gave me the answer

That which I had wanted to know;

That there were no lies in here no other world;

There were never any other madness but our own.”

- Deadworm in the Land of Dreams