Disconnect and let me drift until my upside diwn is right side in Society must
let the artist go, to wander off
into the nebula Upon return, I conjure what was seen I let it pulse and boil
within my limbs I lay my pencil
to the porous page, and let my lunatic indulge itself Wander off into your
nebula, see your nectarine of
multiplicity cum like orgasmatron on overdrive Wander in off to your nebula,
