Unbridled Birds

My skull feels twisted
Backward behind the skin
Brain aquiver and 
Mulling over the night's 
Astral events

Odd details
Only seen 
Under a magnifying glass
Inside a green 
Zinc coffin
Called sleep

I remember
So many roads
Old ones whispering
Young ones crying
Streets of imagination
Upon the bed
Of longing
Strange and familiar faces
Beyond the void

I remember
A cosmic tribe
Ancient feathers
From galactic owls
Braided into their hair
Dancing for rain
On a distant planet
Diamonds fall from the heavens
Like water there

I remember
Dolorous mountains
Making beautiful music
Serenading rivers of 
Raging scintillation
Asking myself why
Such magnificence
Is surrounded by an air
Of heavy sadness

I remember
Lachrymal tincture
From a toothy moon
Vomiting lunar brilliance
Telling me secrets
I did not want to hear
While I
Tied to an Amethyst cross
Could not escape

With a flash of lightning
And a clap of thunder
I suddenly awoke 
To a violent midday storm
Stardust in my dried saliva
Moon sand on my feet

Glad to be home
But anticipating my next departure
Come nightfall my eyes
Will become unbridled birds
Traveling to worlds unseen
In the light of day

Β©James Dennis Casey IV

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