Oz Behind the Curtain

Ecstasy of communication When dazed for communion Disregarding all signs Awareness blossoms thick Through tangled spores, earth potions Press tones illuminating crumbling roots Watching the wave overtake itself In total delirium pulsing in foam Yes between the eyes Overcoming Cartesian clockwork Halls of meeting and fruits of nothing Passing forms play lightly at cave's deep The chains of accomplishment Driven to the well's endless bottom Where subject subjectifies And the hidden screen Emerges like Oz behind the curtain