5 Hypnagogue 5

5 Hypnagogue 5 - Current 93

I was awake dreaming

Of new dystopias to run to

And hide within

And new faces to wear

And new bodies to inhabit

And new lies to guzzle

And how I loved

The moon

And it's sheets of seeds

The moon tiding in your body

The smell of your blood breathing

And it's taste in the sea

In the south shining my feet

Till it seemed as if

They were made of dew

And pearls of huge beauty

And your mouse like breath

Is the hand upon my clock

And one each breath I came nearer

To my silly and shining end