Blissed-Out

Elimination paraglides out of the steely blue as arcs of rainbow slash the sun, a split eclipse, in two. Moonrise shed on matte plates of black heart universe, floats on surface iris sheen, a dual purpose curse. Star signs carved with random spray of palettes splashed with fire, masked by silver consciousness, impaled by dreaming spire. heads may roll or shake themselves or dislocate a nod, to fall on pillows downed, serene, imagine love is God Below the grade of estimates, where calibrated doubt, the mother of all chaos bleeds assumption crying out. Seconds, in reversal, tick a samba in the skull, a timepiece in a cranial cave, loosely void and null. Glossed acrylic guarantees drowned candles in the dark to scathe a life on canvas, monolithically and stark. Light in focal razor beams scar sweetly singing waves blissed-out flesh consigned at last to legendary graves.