Cognizance

This is where my dreams come to wonder and wander.
Desert the god you knew here,
leave him to be nomad amongst the wolves of your eyes.

To exist, I am real, I am I,
we are something estranged and sincere...
           -The Strangelord

Enveloped in the secular Epoche-
I am free of sight and sound,
the world reverses its spin.

A shallow sky holds us in
reach out and touch the edge
Run my hand over my eyes
One more sacrifice for your soft night

Can you know w/o your mind? Be free.
A separation of soul and body.
I am the lizard, devour me,
watch my poetry bleed.