all over me

smiling, i hear music.

drenched in purple richness,
doubled over with its weight
i sense the trickling of water
slowly spilling out from my brain

losing it all, reducing myself
to nothing more than dust
i feel around with my fingers,
antennae of a different sort.

too high to ask for help from you,
too high to sink to that level,
too high to do much of anything...

leaving myself behind, i have one and then another.

i shrink back, my hands forming a window.
nothing is real, it all looks too bright.

shapes and shimmers at my back,
feeling them crawl all over me
like legs with no bodies
or feet with no legs
or toes with no feet
all over me...

shivers take me over, all is black.

coming out of my funk, i see more light - the light.

another? i think not.