The Ceremony

safely locked in my own boogie bubble,

floating over blue jeweled waters -

like colors draining out of my broken canvas, on some forgotten rainy day,
my brain floats on these colorful streams of consciousness.
riding on the iridescent overtones of the fundamental frequency,
on these waves of rapture and delight,
lost in this evergreen glass forest,
lost on this haze of reflected peripheral images of fragmented universes,I traverse a golden blue everlasting autumn dusk...
I have been crowned the King of the Cloud Demons...