So yes, trippy poetry is induced by watching Cowboy Bebop, listening to Akira sound track, and downloading (redownloading) Gundam Wing Yaoi manga. I guess i need to limit my trippy intake to ONE source a night. Nah, that would take all the fun out of life.

Dream Space

So dream, dream the polyphony
Voices seen but never heard
Eyes closed, such an easy tune
Be fluid, move soft - those are the words
Oh yes, we know the path
The way forward and the way back
Are you the Chamelion?

Dream in Plaid, black and blue
Something different, something nue
Cork pop, champaign froth
New Years bells in this tiny hell
Watch the bullet dance across my hand
Go ahead and run,
youll never make it very far, you know

One eye looking forward, into the Past
One eye behind, looking for the Future
Are you the Chamelion?