Shining flashes in blue traceries. Purple arcs dappled with orange.
Everywhere around us flying electricity turned into animals and people.
The atmosphere was like strange glass filling itself with living tunnels.
Stuttering bodies shattered and reformed, electrocuting the darkness.

Birds of fire darted amongst luminous children who collapsed inward.
Lizards raised themselves up from pools of rippling moonwater.
Weasels spoke lightning-words to the empty ear of space.
Sterling mice with faces like the hearts of suns.

Our hair stood on end like wires, transmitting the signal amongst us.
Our minds melted, and flowed like mercury; our eyes became souls.
Our mouths ached for unspeakable words.
Silences married us like supple country virgins.

There was a giraffe whose neck was exploding and reforming.
A galloping stallion’s mane traced flameghosts in in its wake.
We saw a man whose head was some kind of a speaking star.
Electrical owls perched sternly, staring into time from beyond form.
Silvered fishes chased each other past us, into and beyond the sky.