Bits, a handful of irregular bits A colored glass colors the light Warms up my spine Stars, flat six-pointed stars Hexagon like baby blocks I've sewn a cloth True hallucination speak Inhale, exhale You better get a friend to help you Against the stream You've got to make amends with the truth Glide, a living language collides Chrysanthemum like mandala Gave birth two eyes True hallucination speak Inhale, exhale You better get a friend to help you Against the stream You've got to make amends with the truth Pop, pop snap crackle and pop Science fiction memory Interleaved Illuminates the heart And I won't let you down I might come from outer space But I'm here with you now And we'll travel between worlds The shimmer Of that sound In the mouth Love's design Accomplished