Morpheus Reveals: Magnum Opus

 
i became  
a field of soft fern  
an evening meadow  
a transmuted soul  
 
consumed  
by white mushrooms  
and long blades of grass  
planting their roots  
 
in my veins  
i’m afraid of  
what they’ll do to me  
so i rip them all out  
 
but the fungi remains  
too deep to  
uproot  
now an IV tube  
 
its spores spotting  
my left forearm  
over scars burning red  
where skin once bled  
 
what does it want  
from body and flesh?  
does it not  
want me dead?  
 
compelled  
to accept that  
it’s a part of me  
now we are one  
 
as i scratch  
at the surface  
i ponder at  
the purpose  
 
of this dream  
 
 
 
 
✨ 💫 ✨