The Underground Bone Road

Following an intangible route

I was brought to a murky cave by the sea

The moon, the wind, and the undertow

Were bringing soothing lashes of might to my ears

The grey-blue fog of the air was like an enmity of peace

While the salt and fish provided a conforting aroma

This is why I had no fear

As I looked upon a barren cemetery of bones

All piled on each other in desolate misery

Lost and far away

It struck me at an instance

I must lead these ambient pieces to freedom

So I summoned an aura of command and became their King

With a few telekinetic conjurings

And a dash of ridiculous mumblings

They rose and formed a single file against the wall

To be reanimated with a roll call

After the unnecessary ceremony

I led them out and about

Up the hill and over the hedge

Down the moat and upon a boat

Through the fields and hailing ravines

Until at once we came to a few insane women

Living on a mountain top

Cackling and screaming randomly

As one might read about witches

The bones demanded sanctity and freedom from their insidious cells

More than just lying on each other in a dark cave for eternity

So the lunatics roared for a few extensively perverse objects

Involving dirty animals and rare minerals

So off we went

Laying waste to ravenous beasts and horrified miners

As we collected our dues

Many nights past

We were growing tired and weary

So we told stories and slept in an enclave

The next day we came back to the old hags

And handed them the reagents in bags

They had some sordid affair with a bubbling pot

And danced like monkeys on acid

Then POOF

They threw some sparkling dust in the air

Saving all the bones from dispair

Having saved a random pile of bones in a cave,

I retired back to my lair in the Middle East

And woke up from a wild huasca trip