The Fall of Valdersha

They are forever among us, the diaphanous spirits Seeking the elan vital of the cycling centuries Running from necrosis, paying a mortuary tribute To the killing fields of a nearby Roman Spring Living in a somnolence stupor,melting and passing An unpleasant drug experience, leaving me balanced and barmy Rambling and reasonable, a maddened muss Euphoric, almost transported, putting the cold petals to my lips I have let the water rise again, swimming alone, except for my tea set Along the hookah, amongst the mermaids and the kelpie Can I stay? Stay here away from the lusus naturae, upsetting the gossamer webbing? Stay low and quiet, don't breathe, don't ..... breathe Who's there? Possibly Diablo Dybukk, oh, nervousness and dissatisfactions Ah, beautiful malaise, venom frosts my skin like and angel in the ashes Loopy loops and swirly swirls, pink and blue buttons attend my young heart Kadydids scream through the air of forgetfulness and nymphs The Land of Nod awaits my finis release, something better than death No more rickety bridges ready to collapse Take stock in this newfangled Kingdom Come The muck of my yesterdays I have relinquished to the waterfall south of Jupiter