Zoning in a hall of glass
Plasma flowing from a cask
Piercing overtones
Mainline into my back pack

It's full of clouds in my house
A grey hive, humming white souls

Frenzy reviving the room
Energized by many flumes
Drip-drop on my head
Wakes me up from a thousand moons

Circle dance inside the cave
A movement brings a message
Larvae, in their holes
Waiting for a summer daze