Petrified Trees

A green sun shining
A rocky country
No grass will grow today
I sit on a chair looking
In a house overlooking
The churning tide of
The orange sea

In a cold, dark cave
Starting a fire
This rabbit just won't do
Staring at an empty
Distorted sky
While the young stars grew

A mouth within a mouth
Infinity
A depressing site to see
Spouting
Inconsequential nonsense
Archaic
It does not interest me

Walking down the old trail
A woman
Flower for a face
Waves as I pass
A flat man lies down
Except his outline
Eyes grow like flowers
I pick them
A nostalgic walk it is

Imprisoned bird
A prison of flesh and nerve
Its freedom is within the cage

Cutting petrified trees
With a saw made of roots

Land sighted!Honeyland
A lion rests in the mud
The king rests below it
Princess wearing black
Honeyland

Sitting in a table
With faceless man
Looks like Slenderman
Has bushy eyebrows and a mouth
He excuses and goes
To another man
Just like him, but
A prophet man
And predicts what he wants
Friend looks pertrubed
Goes back to table
I'm hungry
Order something to eat
Man knows what I want
Surpised myself
Order more, food insufficient
Suddenly in different room