Captain Neptune

From depth, inside the swirlings of fires
Bred by Kings and Jokers, within lost stacks
Within the duskiness ov Source's Simple Act.
I's drainings of the acidic,
Symbolizing Faith, cleaning uv Viruses.
Drink of My Soul, not of my body,
Lest thou find The Cup, Bright, chrome,
Yet murky in its place.

Greyson: Was it thine I read from solemness abundant lairs,
Overcoming throughness vitriol, via Crosses ann' endings mid-vein.
Seeing My Niche; finding a Strong-Arm enter Deepper Black.
Someday I will find Mine, from a color Not Bright.
Somewhere in the Dreams.
Admonitions embraced, yet obscene in the eyes of alleys.
The grassland Serenity, hillsides swayed,
Growing from a change in Solar Depths.

Unto a Quadrant I slight uvv waters,
Differing Scopes augmenting simss
With tamers, greeting me with green end widened pupils.
Waiting for a symbol to guide me inn.
Streetlights gone, visions withheld,
Thrice in Eight Wings, dried from alks.
Crystals among turquoise, fossilized, Seven.
Rooms filled with orgonite shatterings vain,
With images int' Theaters Sprung.
Snakes en ardent crevices read: 17.

End while thise chalice smiles with Cheshire,
And Thine Sadness' Sword etched in Might,
I am inside a brick's quarterly, sharing Quarries
Enveloping stone, stalemates varyying a Moments' Treasure.
Last Night: I entranced, dazing through kaleidoscopic Art.
With a chainlink surrounding my feet,
Burrowing behind House "Arrest."
Yet I slip in the sunrays, the ghosts Away;
The Outer Limits of trippid thought tags
Crumbling a stoneness of Flight, Immortal.

Stalling inside Four, 14.
Mine - Neptune's Grasp, sourly.
How many Zeroes in a googolplex of Hours?
How many Ones in a so-called Buddha?
Inside Cleansed Towers, I am laying there,
Miles within the thousands,
Away from flashpoints in lighthouses' Iris.
Surrounding Quadrillion Eyes, and yet -
I am merely a Captain? You must go.

And Still - I live on an Ocean,
Surroundings afar away from perilous,
Giving with Mercy, Giving with Compass.
Still I fell down, still I wander.
Still a shade of green, without Name.
Misplaced with Neptune.
And yet - The Most Beautiful Planet
Is thine oyster - Thine Cross, Thy Shield.
Filling waters inside Fossils, Turquoise.
Creating UV - Creating The Cure.

Palaces Hidden

Seven in 40 Degree Light,
12 int-Spacial Works of Completion.
Five being right out, Four being too brisk,
So I am left as the Remainder - Black.
And Palaces Hidden in the rough.
Where am I towrrds the same skies, with crystals in the air?

With a quarter to spare, and a Galaxy to my name,
Yet care not who squanders? I see rewards, else.
In the views of the valleys, where plus signs rose.
Feeling pity, for that one simple creature
Which I was afar off, giving a way to ailment.
Yet merciful Karma gives way to Purple,
And torment gives only wayys to channce.
How pitiful I was now, nor Eternal.

Inside The Hidden,
Lay Palaces of perpetual number - I Saw Seven.

This Hydroelectric Land - Crystalline, Purple, Turquoise.
Stronger isles than Earth's plates,
Earthquakes of energy surrounding hilltops.
Waters flowing from geysers: Heart.
Nature forces of Terra and Sun.
Warring Currents withholding I;
Solitary Island Chest of Kkuwo'on.

Magenta sky ssymboliz'ng emeralds, All Dark.
Turquoise in Nature, Serpentine in force.
Within a harness of Zero Chance - All 11.
Encumbering thine Machine. No 60 Degree Angles.
Rainbows in spaces' walls, brightening the waters.
With leaves in the crevices of Galaxian Systems of planets.
This god portal - Communes within humility,
Confides with Power Itself.

Nature fields unyielding like celery,
Wilder nests within rains of blacker skies.
Colder crystals within the mines of Mind's Eyes.
Chameleons hastening through same mines as ttheire fathers.
Growing scales, as they move into the sides of brightest highs.
A scripture on The Tree:
Always Great.
Always Greater Than Big Brother.
Always God's Child.