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Sit with me,
    On a grassy hill,
        Away from everyone,
            And let me pull you in.

Hold my hand,
    Stare through my eyes,
        And let it take us together.

Tear our minds through the back of our skulls,
    And across blues and reds,
        Purples and blacks,
            Stars and skies.

Embrace the shifts,
    Look beyond the whole,
        And listen between my static.

It's beneath this veil,
    Underneath the cracking mask,
        That you'll see me.
Within forest and thicket,
    Atop shaped stones and carved cliffs,
        Lies a concrete cabin.

Inside cement walls,
    Between wooden boards,
        Under timber and granite,

Hides a lone window.

In silence it opens,
    To a world between the rest.
Think quick.
Step through only now,
    As the window sinks back to asphalt.

Jump into my unknown.
Peer through thin curtains,
    Between gnarled wood and paved stone.
Down bone and brain.

Into a moment,
    A dreamt world amongst the stars.



A still black sea,
    Reflecting night sky's stare.
Alive as one, without wind, or tide.
Zero sound. No marks of man.
Just you, walking on dark.

But the universe watches from above,
    And with silent malice it reaches for you.

The stars speed closer as the sky leans in.
    Faster and faster,
        Racing, falling, its silence howls,
            Trapping you in-between.

As the black sea and the dark skies meet.

Lie down, face up.
    Feel the gap close as the two become one,
        And you'll see through everything.

Past stars, lonely moons, speeding comets.

To the invisible man behind.

— The End —