trick hit

tocked

beats sift

like flour

to the clock

speed up

past eleven

mystic thoughts

minds on sacred

sevens

he's a strange one

owl perched

eyes moonlit

an unrehearsed script

spoken in words

thru time

it passed so swiftly

here I sit

black blood drips

I was always

kinda gloomy

unda tha flight

of spacey

doom eyes

retreat to pillowy

funked out heavan

this place

has a groove

talk wit a lisp

curtain removed

mystery tagga

no doubt

he gots

tha swagga

here I sit

hung bat

to my cave

I put down tha lyric

hit save

jimmie tha door

lock for

tha stars

confined to tha night

watch me

trail tha butterfly

take flight

from blue cocoon...