The Last of Lucy
Single • 2024
Morphed reality vision hazey Clarity crystal clear basking in lucidity Could ask for anything better Hands grazing my face Painting alluring murals Do I trust these landscapes Which dimension do I conscript Will I come back grounded Seconds minutes hours How long will I dream I feel my senses changing Within I can't explain Answers to questions No longer amienslaved Faceless figures shifting Iridescence beneath the waves Complacent soul Transfigured fully drift away Equilibrium spiraling Antipathy turn serene Psychotropics begin Shifting bending warping reality Are you there? are you adept within? Outlook to the angelic form Gateways pathways flourishing Paratoxic distortions acidic savours Delusion transfixed she touches my soul Shook beneath lucidity feel her breath Her fingers sing cherubic themes Diamonds of knowledge My whipped eyes cry & sleep So many days I dreamed of this A perfect place for you & me My body drags itself lifelessly Desert mirages Vision begin to correspond Waves cresting along the coastline Illusions forming vapored obscurities Fingers of glass emerge Drunk with lucidity I see a whole new realm before me Voices from abyss chanting haunting In my sleep Timeless existence faint call From distant Presence of vicinage humidity lingers Perspiration from my face Flickers through psyche Melt into the sand calmly unnerved Sense of sweet pleasure hold And & cherish eternally Land & sea wither in second's time
Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 17, 2025
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