I breath the ocean air

And feel the chill upon my hair

The voices of the snakes

Are down below in tiny lakes

The clouds are close

And below are the vermin

Rats to scurry and sneak

What an odd place

What an odd space

You come to me

From beyond

And load me with love

Oh is this the answer

Another hit then

Perhaps

And then the din

Of a thousand years spins

My mind is colliding

And colors dim

Black and white TV's

And phones of color

Bright and luminous.