Grab the world by the edge and tear open a hole,
Like opening a book. Peel aside the world you think
You know, the world you think you see. Reveal
Another world, a darker and deeper one. Good.
Step through the frayed edges of stray imagination,
Fears and hopes dripping on barren earth. Nightmares
Watch from the corners of your dreams, the
Only escape from the world in a world you made, are
Making, will make. Come closer. Tiptoe farther.
Don’t turn around, don’t look back, when the
Dried parchment of your former life crackles
Bends and warps, retreating into itself, into
Unreality, the opposite of where you stand now,
Are now, will always be now. Here. In this place,
With us, with me, in your real home.