finding the puppet

based on a vision i had a couple years back

i call my mother

to let her know

i won't be home for dinner.

then i lie down

on a pool table to die.

gravity's man hands

lose their grip

as i float off into the atmosphere.

the solar system laid out before me

in a straight line of vision.

i reach for the clouds,

but i can't grasp the air

as i fall into the river of fire rock.

satan laughs from his throne.

i'm blind as i drift past

his menacing bellows.

washed ashore,

a stairway of rock

leads me toward the light.

 

lost in a green field.

the air smells of spring,

fresh rain and blooming flowers.

no more flames, or rock

just dirt, grass an wood...

a man walks out from the heart

of a tree.

faceless and stiff in movement.

please, tell me why you're here

give me some closure or lead me down

another path to greater glory.

he leaves with no words.

alone in a new world,

and the old gods

dead on a disant world.

a new place and time

to make old mistakes.