Nuclear Faux Pas

Reaction to a dream split sizzle fission in my core Mourning pushes past the riddle unsure what I'm existing for The opposite of solipsist, agnostic faith apologist Pseudo-vice mythologist and psychonaut mycologist  Lobotomize my hemispheres to give up half a mind Both factions in this skull I can't tell which voice is mine Personalities and penmanship don't betray the host identities  Rebellion against gravity display ghost script dependencies  Chisel strikes the middle cascade spider web facade  Disk bulge shiver cord a river slipping from the palm Mirage and trickle glossy shimmer sands dripping through the calm Searching for some sense before her silent voice is wronged It visits on the wind roaring stillness of a bomb  Atomized vapor singed fury breaking pawns Mushroom clouds, her windows glow; sills sigh and praise the dawn Radiating from her forehead: halo, wings, and song Stand still jump Anticipation stumped Grieve breathe leave Crumble dust until it bleeds Slip away to read Take away the broken notion that was causing us to dream Steam scolded pressure A lesson in the ledger Eager for the air and the ocean and a measure Of brand new space fresh faced experience Lost in the vision found bliss while delirious Serious the system shook me nervous Branching to the filaments Turn around who's hearing this? Mysterious and furious Snacking lice with apes Hygiene and grooming and bonding and grapes Snake slither scale used to hypnotize my mother Cake sliver braille fused, dipped in lye and butter Slip stale statements slide lack of consciousness Let me rub the sleep from out my eyes before i try to conjure it's Just too bad I had this dream all the myths were breaking Try to tell you 'bout the dream, you tell me that the gifts been taking Far too long to arrive or maybe manifest Rest of our lives we could try but never banish it That feeling, the seething, the bleeding and the famished-nes She lifts my head sees my cracks repairs them with her bandage kiss Advantage is standing demanding planning emergency landing In case of a break in the vessel, strain on the spine is too stressful Remember the time that we wrestled With minor faux pas embedded in major applause Enough to give pause, and rise to a cause Misunderstood though you're certain of the transience Intuitive sparks forest charred that's what you're brandishing A glowing iron rod pressing runes into famine's lips Floating where sod uplifts the hull of a damaged ship Propped upon pine stilts, because the foundation is tilting Crossing seas of silt, every creeping vine that was wilting Bludgeon time instead of killing it, look inside the paradox Pandora's hilt bloodied betraying an affair of clocks Broken arms twisted face bruised battered blessed Hoping an alarm would lift a hammers game of chess "They all look like nails" it's apparent you need rest Stop carrying that cross, the burden's terrible at best