fell asleep your cigarette insomnia charred pillows stannic room flames
to rākshasas shiva granted then deprived
your psychedelic hatred for everything vivid woke up and met itself
an official visualizer song natraja dashboard
i realised i needed you more than hungry ghost realm
i needed you more than needs' need
the third eye was treacherously unappetizing don't stare at cement dust
they voyage on positive cruelty vibes
you said whatever was to come would now be i waited for you to lie still
so i could be intimately hallway alone
my head as antithesis of shiva's matted hair
my head without strength you assay
if you refuse to perish as a human become a rākshasa
there's a futility to life that only life assumes
like gulmohars spewing leaves icterine
or a kite carrying away furryball squirrel
after that silver fire your room spoke to you but you were half in wyoming