I remember when torture wore a smile
in the evening pursuits of the Eternal Membrane.
I remember when my face was like melting plastic,
dripping with ecstasy in the all-consuming
electrified dance of my brain,
enrapt in a moment-by-moment infinity.
I remember when I was unknown to the universe,
and when I was unknown even to me.
I remember the table, the sanctuary, the church, by god!;
for it began to shake in violent spasms beneath my unconscious hands...
Each movement, each variable, each remaining crusted warrior
echoed in familiarity, in super-conscious-spirit drivel,
in what psychologists call extreme mental sickness.
I remember being caged within the nuthouse deluxe,
and served 'till death's appeasement in a thousand mocking, opulent banners!
I remember my closest friends, Panic and Fear,
whom both smiled knowingly at the vicissitudes of life
as the reptilian world is re-born & the ego crawls into the sea,
lost and searching for comfort and nursery.
And I remember, lastly,
waking up to the sound of sunshine rays
blasting through the open window;
a golden warmth pushed by cool breeze,
flowing beneath a pastel blue curtain from memory
settling like morning dew upon my clarified mind,
which is re-born only out of madness,
experienced & spotless
in the new eternity.