Dreamt I was lost in space doing aerials Solar flares in peripheral look like marigolds Chest dissect throat full of herringbones Strawberry moon so aglow with the pheromones Close my eyes, it's Hieronymus Bosch Chisel cold bones show a skull full of fog Open wounds grew turning snow into salt Orbit through gloom with the locusts and frogs Hurricane mind cried perfect framed skies Vertebrae changed to a serpent shaped spine Circles stayed bright time so bird of prey like I bounce between planets that reverberate cries Staying silent in the nebulous Neptune skin raining diamonds into emptiness A mix of violence with delicate Burning up alive until I am with the elements Spontaneous combustion Spontaneous combustion Spontaneous combustion