Colorless Green Ideas

My bed is like a little boat; Nurse helps me in when I embark; She girds me in my sailor's coat And starts me in the dark. At night I go on board and say Good-night to all my friends on shore I shut my eyes and sail away And see and hear no more. And sometimes things to bed I take, As prudent sailors have to do Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake, Perhaps a toy or two. All night across the dark we steer; But when the day returns at last Safe in my room beside the pier, I find my vessel fast.

At shore you count the waves seven fold they rush to shore carrying board rider salt air This is my border and this is my coast and the wind comes from Mauritus It spins up dark in the center and no one ever knows It is like life unfolding And it drives me on The storm and the ocean The sea and the coast The wind upon the wave Blowing smooth against the face leaving behind a trace of the sweet smell of salt air In the church of the beautiful girl We watch as waves build one by one sets upon the horizon The dark storm approaches and brings with it the promise of adventure And soft rain against your skin Pure water in shining drops on your lips A lifetime spins within the moment we kiss And at night I can hear waves against the shore we are riders on the storm

Characters glow and fall cathode ray kanji hiragana katagana They spiral and dance across a field of black each symbol every number laden with meaning statistic fact They are tracking everything showing me a new form of reality an aether that envelops me and when I feel its silence I recoil I can find a mountain or a lake by an Ocean Where Feng Shui cuts knifelike through high tension hobbit holes built inside hive mind that turns the fourth amendment of our constitution into a bright neon sign saying rest and grow hair upon your feet relax smoke a pipe and blow rings within ring of smoke the quiet pasttime of middle earth where dawns the second age faraway the eye of itunes blazes atop mordor ever searching for my precious