I lie between the brightest stars.

Diving into their fire and swimming naked.

Embracing the burns of reality.

My skin falling off on the blatant roads...

Carved from the footprints I left on the ground.

Dust covering the sounds of my solitude...

Grasping the great humidity that storms into my veins.

Lightning talks, yet it never walked a mile in my clouds.

The taste...very mild.

And as simple as a child.

As I look upon the great emptiness encrypted with a galactic smile...

I vision the roads bending while being covered with asteroids.

My eyes will outshine the deepest hole in the galaxy...

This is not a doubt or a bluff.

This isn't a voice that has had enough...

It is a fact to reality to which is rough.

I ask for the universe to continue polishing thy throne.

Sparkle dreams in the middle of the leather cushion.

Paint the watery gold on the sides...

Drying and burning...until it resides.

Figments fly...

Buzzing into my ears and bringing about a soft melody...

Touching my senses and telling me swinging memories...

Of lost symphonies...

You can shout the softest serenity...

You can collide with the loudest thunder...

But when this contortion hugs and cries for my affection...

It will evolve into tranquility...

Yes.

Deep amongst the jagged road, lies the woes to infinity.