night crawled into the room, on all fours..with lightening in its eyes. the bartender looked barely amused as he slipped into a coma stare of nothing. it was a slow fog of a never ending night. i sat next to this druid melting into his smoking soup.

the jukebox song unraveled the wallpaper to the floor. i looked across to luna like i check my fridge for elephants. my mind was too full..like a bucket of whales. ideas and cognition's stumbled over each other in a haze for form.

luna sat perplexed in a migraine way, not really glued to the room... staring the galaxy down in an alcoholic stupor.

how to reach her as i disappeared into another green world, seven miles inside my throbbing head.

it was then that our eyes finally grabbed each others stare, seven miles wide.
she glided towards me in a vaporwalk..slowly,venomously to my table the bartender never bothered to clean.

she was right left in front of me, offering a dance within her oversized owl eyes, examining my soul.

"how about buying me a drink moon boy"?, she withered.

the planet suddenly felt bright and starry again. the night..well it left with a slithergrin and a wink....and plenty of memories.

the middle of myself chameleons me again.

growling black-gray electrical static, explodescatters into kaleidoscopic glowflies, transmitting me into reshapes of fresh evolution alterations.

curious mirrors lean in unsteady to reflect my newest shapeshift transfiguration's. this skin rolls like ocean waves, constantly changing colour creations to acclimate environment.

and who am i now? what am i now?.....

old world genesis of the ancients, esoteric shifts buried lost today, regenerate me to dreamy constellation transformations, distorted only by perception.

a metamorphosis before your very eyes...unseen

i've never been here before..there isn't a roadmap to here, anywhere...never felt so alone, lost in the disappeared.

not a familiar thing here....longing for being there, or pointing signs...wandering about without nowhere.... hoping to be found.

even you dont look the same anymore...and i have no reflection..cast away or fallen at sea...i no longer care to remember.

this colourless town, unknown like tommorrow...missing direction intersections...good as gone..will i ever see me again?

feeling so invisible, people walk right through me...there isn't a roadmap to here, anywhere...never felt so alone...

lost in the disappeared.

she was such an exhausted tree... in very tired times..

a place dead bankrupt, landscraped. deforrestation carved his raped human marks on her.

asthmatic crows funeral shadowed her last standing gasping, gulping..panting breaths...even the rains were terrified to shower here, fearing quick dissipation.

winded leafless. i sat under her dreary sad ruins..feeling car crash-wrecked.

her sluggish limbs reached out for me...preparing for final weezings..as her shedding bark fragmented death to crying earth.

soon after....her static in and out ghost appeared to me..."follow me to those you can still attend to", she willowed.

we walked black, smoldering grounds of cemetary remains till an emerald city stood before us, proud...branching towards heaven...leafy, and lifefull.

"these are my daughters, i trust to your care, dance with them all your days",..... she vanished.

cobwebs creeped with me into the dark. the opera house was airy, oversized, ancient and creaky. i planted myself on a crooked half of a broken theater seat in middle center of the leviathan. the hollowed and dead shadows, cast by the outside street light, revealed neglect and erosion of a collapsed wonder.

the forgotten place smelled of chemical and closed in funk, stuffy, heavy,rotting, blackened burned soot with rain leaks. shredded curtains of dust hung captured to a long ago and more glorious yesteryear. old ash made its way to my dry, arid lips to taste past phantoms of this brokenwrecked haunt.

a sharp eye could manage to see the majesty of the theater in small corners and leftover pockets history seemed to leave alone. fanciful curves,muraled ceilings,stained glass of every colour, ornate wood workings, cathedral heights, carved theater faces of tragedy and triumph were hidden in the greys. the stage went into forever and told of its past magic,fanfare, and orchestrated serenity of the ethereal.


it was then i saw her!

dreamy movements...middle stage...an opera siren appeared to my dumbfounded mind. she began singing with a voice that swelled in vocal flights of octives, making passionate love to my ears!...and stunned eyes..what...who is she?

this killer soprano singsurfed in serenade waves.... piercing elevations decibel lofty altitudes, that reverberate her haunting voice, vaporizing my heart chambers. thunder kettle drums gallopstorm a march beat. sweetstretching violins ballet celestial upsurges. what the hell is going on?

lonley, eclectic oboes swoon my ear puddles alive! lullaby harp, delicate strings, and woodwinds wailed and careened the harmony of them all into one collective movement, as this songbird bellows and belts and dives and rises into a deep frenzy and crescendo of wall to wall sound of wow!

the ministry halted suddenly!....stage returned to empty.

quiet once again to the creakingcracking only. i must have dosed off..yeh, i must have dreamed...of course!..., i thought to myself. i rose from the crushed chair and made my way back out of the long halls. my eyes focused to the bright lights outside as i strolled the sidewalk.

i glanced across the street and noticed a woman stare back deep into me! she looked very familiar, didn't i just dream her?......she smiled very ghostly!