Pictures Within Pictures

Pictures within pictures,
within the lines upon your face.
Mystic little scriptures
for passers-by to trace.
Your soul is up on sale
as you chain it to your gate.
Pictures within pictures,
within the lines sewn by your gait.
Mystic little scriptures,
that we will speak as we replace--
reality and stability,
for a tiny little taste
of pictures within pictures,
within the crevices of our minds.
We will don our altered states,
and ride the rolling of our eyes.
Relate our breathing and hearts beating
to the rolling of the tides.

And on the wings of beauty,
which we inherit through our art,
we will fly above the ancients,
to places worlds apart.
Sucking all the marrow
from the bones that we've been given,
we'll show our toothless smiles
to the screaming of derision.
We will bear our toothless smiles
as we share the beauty of our vision--
of pictures within pictures--
of the beauty in all things hidden.