Superjoint Ritual

Leave well enough alone
Annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see
A curious and odd belief
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, Never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push
Unrising, Slumped over
The dank seasons, Are controlling
Leave well enough alone
Annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see
A curious and odd belief
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, Never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push
Unrising, Slumped over
The dank seasons, Are controlling
The dropping ladder of crucifixion
Of crooked eyes, one green, one blue
A Mongolion gaze
Unrising, Slumped over
The dank seasons, Are controlling
A "never had", a "never will"
In the syringe being pushed through
The leverage that pulls it over
Is dropping into the moat
Drowning on a sinking boat
The pressure brings it up, then down