illuminate

how is it that the words i express
find a way to caress
and manifest; taking time to invest
in that which controls your process

your cerebral cortex, i spy, i enlist
the highest form of wit to penetrate it
you can slit--my mind--take your time
the content might be irreverent

but i beg of you, patience. i'm your patient
and you my victim of mental probing
now i'm creating visions of eloping
to another sphere where we--my dear--can mingle with mingus

let our minds mimic the mad jazz man
or with another hand, shift the plane to another plane
and meet with dali or garvey, to see if maybe
we can be as crazy as the greats of history

no crimes committed, no thoughts omitted
mining in valhalla for the treasure of the gods
then returning to terra firma in our escape pods
god, it would be an experience unlike any seen

debunking all that is sacred and pristine
take my hand, if this sounds like more than a dream