I need an answerFrom the infinite archivesBeyond the senses
— Dry Monkey
Someone had woken my sleep
Pure minds don’t get stuckNothing can stick to pure mindsLiquid thoughts flow free
Three monkeys in a tree
Scattered club membersBetween empty conference chairsWhip heads to listen
Inner essence sleeps
Thou art everywherelike a river existingas ocean and stream
Provoked by the gates of hellFlames frozen, clouds settle at the feetConjuring cursed desires
Haunting sleepless night
Ticking clock echoes my thought
Red eyed morning comes
I thought you liked me