Crispy wallows and snakes following ancient trails down spirals, leading only to a perfectly spherical, blood-moon-packed dirt bubble where one thousand and one perpendicular lines scarred concave smoothness, remarkably resembling an eerie odessical scene of Labyrinth, David Lynch infused simplicity and snakes. With an omnipresent light leaving no shadows, even in such depths, that echoed with every heartbeat snaking it’s way downward, downward, downward until the downward was no longer downward but stuck in a simple sphere, simply circled as if snakes and ladders were suddenly trapped in an empty crystal ball bubbling with misunderstood and toppled (read:shook) reason that inhabitants were too impatient to digest, leaving perpendicular marks in frightened terror as retraced steps traced their snaking along ancient trails back into the under-root of an atmospheric tragedy they had become familiar with and called home.
Tag: labyrinth
Kiria (day 361)
Kiria with your pink
You’ve bellowed out the masses
You’ve stunned the level works
And believed in yourself
Fired off the bullocks
Left the confused unconfused
Been portrayed as a monster
Been stuffed into boxes
Been forgotten at the end
And revived with a passion
Perhaps we’ll forgive you
For the destruction tonight
Perhaps we’ll remember
The confused band left behind
Perhaps this Peroni
With leaves like a Greek
Shall lead you your way
Into the forgotten labyrinth