The songs of the languages I don't understand.. I don't want to thrust words To this feeling. I want music to cut my Sanity, frequencies to Suspend my vanity. I want The hands of this illusion- To reach my belly to churn My realities to make me align With whatever isn't discernible And is not in boundaries. Too much awareness is Weighing me down. I want unicorns to invade Earth and for them fireflies To enslave us. If somehow Sparrows fall in love.. With the Periwinkles that Learn to fly. Take me there and wake Me up.