by Emmit Other
Dreams are where the metadata of infinity
Lives, dies and lives again
When everything is true
And a thought away
It isnt about what is real
So much as
How it connects
Turtles all the way down
Turtles all the way up
Roshomon the halls of dream
Every dreamer a lord
The Dreamer dreams the walls that stay
The Four Towers
And the Four Corners of the Earth
Cair Paravel had four thrones
Each a tower of the compass roles
Numbers are a higher octave than dream
But even dreams can have math
Even if it uses dream math
Bojo the digger connected to a tree
Kississing Mississippi to try and be
Something other than history
Child Roland to the Dark Tower Came
A field in a million roses for each world
A golden brick road
Or was it Silver?
We're off to see the wizard
We're not in Kansas are we
Through the looking glass
And The Cults the thing
Ease on down the road
Through the Mirror
Straight on and to the second closet on the left
Till morning
The deep magic
Woudln't it be Lucky if there was a layer
On a layer
On a layer
Its not the loop of time this time
But recursion of the infinite iteration
When you seek revenge
Dig two graves
Both of them for your enenmy
Even when your enemy
Is the Peculiar Purlple Pyram
of Porcupine Geek
Bite the head of a chicken
Don't be so dramatic
Prestochango rearrango
The blue haze appears
And obscures the yellow sign
Hitch a ride on the Star Twin's magic carpet
And turn that frown to the Upside Down
