dream of a shaman

Dream of a shaman

(democracy is the rule of the majority.

if the majority wants to live forever,

this will go into jurisdiction in the near future,

starting off in the U.S.A., surely.)

i hear whispers,

broken thoughts.

i listen to sadness

in empty spaces.

there are ghosts

floating in space.

i see

brains, brains over brains

nourished by tubes

and huge tanks,

green and pink fluids,

in subterranean caverns.

cyborgs, 120 years old,

limbs of titanium ,

teeter around

unexplainably twisted machines,

dials flashing and beeping.-

i feel

blind desire

and impossible tears,

memories torn,

maybe scraps of

a far away song

i smell

fear

and

pain

in a maze

between living

and dying

i am leaving

and

i see

nothing

under the sky

but stones, steel,

frozen ashes,

an immense sea

covered with black ice

i have

to

wake up