Grand Alchemist – Intervening Coma Celebration

I turn my face and

look under the surface

Reflected and sluiced

as a sensemachine

My eyes become grey

Falling and falling while

My subconscious feeds

my intelligence

Intervening coma celebration

Close down the vast doors

I am a prisoner

in the kinkiest taboo

The effect of

my sombre meditation

pulls me down

to the interface

of all delusions